abuse the world

The saint held the high priest, her eyes were full of fear, the other party was the real devil, a devil without any emotion.

"Looking at me like this, my brother will be disappointed." The high priest continued to play with his fingers, without any fluctuation in his tone, "You just need to be obedient, or do you want to accompany our dear mother and father?"

Shengnv Yao was startled when she heard the words, she finally froze, she stopped trembling, her chin was lifted up with the high priest's boots, but her whole body seemed to have lost all strength, even her spine could not support her weight , the whole person expresses her obedience decadently in a distorted posture.

Seemingly satisfied with his sister's posture, the high priest withdrew his right foot, turned slightly, and walked back lightly, "You can go, and say hello to your future father for me."

The saint escaped from the hall almost in a panic, even she herself didn't realize the almost substantive resentment and unwillingness in her eyes.

On the other side, following Zhai Yu's footsteps, Zhong Qing walked through the large and small palaces and gardens of the Yang God Clan, and walked towards the dungeon where the slaves were held.

According to Zhai Yu, the human beings they captured or inadvertently intruded here were locked there, as slave candidates, after being adjusted and taught, they were sent to various halls.Here, slaves are the least valuable, and ordinary gold and silver civilians can buy a slave.

After successfully passing through a group of guards, Zhong Qing suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people who walked over in front of him with some playfulness.

The leader was a young man with exquisite and beautiful appearance. The young man no longer had the submissive appearance in Zhong Qing's memory, and his every move was full of natural grandeur and nobility.

In contrast, the man behind the boy looked very young, with a handsome face and a thin figure, but there was a lingering hostility in his brows and eyes.He was carrying a woman like a sack, and he looked very disgusted with the person on him.With just one glance, Zhongqing recognized that it was Mo Yu, Mo Langhuan's cousin.

Almost when the two of them walked in front of Mo Zhongqing, the small group of guards behind them were silently dealt with.

"Lang Huan." The voice was deliberately accentuated. If he didn't know who the person in front of him was, his brain would be flooded.Facing the undisguised possessive and hostile gaze of the man next to the boy, Zhong Qing gritted his teeth subconsciously and almost squeezed out a twitching smile, "This is——"

"Zong Yi'an." As if he didn't see the other party's twisted smile, Mo Junxie's answer was still short and cold.

"Oh." Zhong Qing frowned, realizing that things seemed to have exceeded his expectations, he narrowed the distance between him and Mo Junxie, and bent slightly, "Maybe we should find a place to have a good talk."

Feeling Zhongqing's breath spraying on his forehead, Mo Junxie raised his head and squinted his eyes slightly displeased, "As you said."

Ever since, a few minutes later.Under Zong Yi'an's murderous gaze, Zhong Qing closed the door expressionlessly.After hearing a bang, Zhai Yu and Zong Yi'an were shut outside the door.

Zhai Yu touched his nose, took two steps outside, shook the goosebumps on his body, and wanted to stay away from that dangerous-looking person.

Zong Yi'an stared at the closed door full of resentment, of course he could break in, but when he thought of Master's powerful aura, he could only hold back.

On the other side of the door, Zhongqing folded his arms and watched "Mo Langhuan" set up several soundproof formations expressionlessly. The atmosphere was not as hot as Zong Yi'an guessed, but fell into a stalemate.

"Maybe you should give me an explanation." Mo Junxie broke the embarrassment without hesitation.

"You should give me an explanation!" Hearing this, Mo Zhongqing couldn't help but raise his voice, "What's going on with Zong Yi'an! You don't know what he thinks about you now!"

"Oh? That's what you care about?" Mo Junxie made an intriguing expression on a rare occasion. He looked Zhong Qing up and down, "Maybe there's something you didn't tell me."

"Didn't you also have something to tell me!" Zhongqing knew it was bad as soon as he said it. After seeing Mo Junxie's subtle smile that made people grit his teeth, he would be a real fool if he didn't know that he was being tricked by someone. up.

"Okay, don't be complacent." Zhong Qing smashed the jar, "What the hell is going on with that Zong Yi'an!"

"It has nothing to do with me, it was brought by Mo Langhuan." Mo Junxie spread his hands indifferently, and unexpectedly discovered that teasing Mo Zhongqing is an interesting thing. "Don't you know everything about Mo Langhuan? Your Excellency the Prophet."