When the Mo family father and son heard this, they only felt that their scalps were numb, no wonder this guy never attacked them, it turned out that he was actually abusing them. In fact, now for them, they can't escape the clutches of the past year, instead of being abused before death, it is better to take the initiative to commit suicide, and they can also end up happy. But for them, suicide also requires courage, not to mention that today was a good day for Mo Zike, who was happily drinking longevity wine and dreaming of immortality, but suddenly let him die, this contrast is too great to accept!

Ink Qingqing was even more frightened, although there were tens of thousands of people eating melons on the side, but he couldn't care about his face at this time, he fell to his knees, tears flowed down, and said hurriedly: "Qin ...... Qin Gongzi, please have a lot of them, spare our lives, don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, my junior sister will definitely be reluctant to let us die. ”

Qu Nian said coldly: "No matter how you say it, you are also a man, you have a little backbone! Even if you break your head today, you will not be able to use the chance to live." ”

As soon as Mo Shuiqing heard this, his face suddenly turned like ashes, he turned his head to look at his father, and exchanged glances, since there is a dead end, and he does not have the courage to commit suicide, it is better to fight. After all, father and son are connected, and they know each other's intentions with one look.

Ink Qing stood up abruptly at this time, drew his sword out of its sheath, and shouted: "I fought with you." As soon as he said this, Jian Hua shook and rushed towards Qu Nian!

Because Mo Zike only had one left hand left, this was a left hand that grabbed out of thin air, and the sword of a disciple on the side was sucked out of the scabbard by him and grabbed in his hand. Although it was extremely inconvenient for him to use a sword with his left hand, and it didn't feel good in his hand, in this case, it didn't matter anymore.

They also know that the chance of success in this attack is almost zero, but they have no choice but to fight to the death, which is better than suicide.

Seeing that the two were about to rush to the front of Qu Nian, Bai Xiaoya took the lead in making a move, and stabbed at Mo Zike with a shake of the spear, Mo Zike was seriously injured after all, his body was already very weak, and he was still using the sword with his left hand, which was inconvenient at all, so Bai Xiaoya easily picked his sword away, and then the spear took advantage of the situation to probe in, and a shot was stabbed on his shoulder blade, Mo Zike snorted, the long sword was out of his hand, and he took two steps back, but Bai Xiaoya did not let him go, the gun shook, and chased after him.

Mo Zike's two arms have been scrapped, under the pain, the reaction is not as good as before, only to feel a flower in front of him, before he has time to make any reaction, he feels a pain in his legs, one shot in each of his legs, and the thigh bones are stabbed off by this beast, and suddenly his legs are weak, and he sits on the ground. The pain of the broken bones made him suffer from pain, and he let out a low moan from his mouth, and his face changed shape, and he was sweating profusely.

Not to mention Ink Qing, even his father, a master who destroyed a city with a sword, failed to sneak attack Qu Nian at the beginning, not to mention that he, an eighth-order cultivator, Qu Nian didn't take him in his eyes at all, and before he rushed in front of Qu Nian, he found that the black light flashed in front of him, and the sword in his hand had been broken into several pieces. For a swordsman, the sword is broken, just like a tiger that has been pulled out of its claws, it can only be slaughtered by others, at that moment, he has not reacted at all, he feels a pain in his wrist, and the tendons have been picked by Qu Nian.

Mo Shuiqing did not have the backbone of his father, his father's leg bones were broken, that is, he moaned a few times, but he was yelling in pain, he was frightened in his heart, but now he was really frightened, out of instinctive reaction, he turned around and ran, but before he ran two steps, he felt a pain in his ankles, and the two tendons were picked again, and he fell to the ground, and his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

Mo Shuiqing screamed miserably, because his left hand could still be used, and then he turned over, but saw Qu Nian holding a sword in his hand, slowly walking towards him like a demon, frightened him into fear, and hurriedly said: "Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

Qu Nian said coldly: "I've already told you, this is just the beginning." As he spoke, he kicked him to the ground, stepped on his left arm, and picked at his left tendon.

Ink blue was like a puddle of mud lying on the ground, wailing.

Mo Zike, who was on the side, gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to kill, you will kill, this kind of behavior is not a hero." ”

Qu Nian said with a smile: "Thanks to your promotion, you have always regarded me as a hero, but it's a pity that I disappointed you, in the eyes of others, I have always been a despicable and shameless villain, and I have never refuted it, because I am." ”

Mo Zike: "......"

At this time, Qu Nian pointed his sword at the melon-eating crowd on the side, and said loudly: "You go and get me two whips, that is, the two whips that beat Cicada Xi and Yushu, don't take the wrong one, give you a cup of tea, if I don't see the whip, you all have to die, I'm talking about everyone." ”

Although there were still tens of thousands of people eating melons, they were nakedly intimidated by one person, but they did not have the slightest temper, but secretly trembled. They don't doubt what Qu Nian said now, after all, the strength of the people has been shown, even if there are more of them, they are like grasshoppers shaking the trees, they can't help them at all, and they are now trapped on the top of the mountain, there is only one way to escape down the mountain, people only need one person to guard the intersection, one person to slaughter them, they have nowhere to run.

At this time, an elder secretly instructed his subordinates: "Hurry up and go to the Zhengming Hall and bring those two whips." ”

The two men answered, turned and ran.

Although the elders didn't speak loudly, the few people around them still heard it, and they all turned their heads to look at him in a daze.

The elder glanced at them blankly and said, "What do you see? Do you think I'm greedy for life and afraid of death? I'm here to continue the incense of Mojian Mountain." If the head of the family is gone, we can choose again, we are all gone, Mojian Mountain is gone, and we don't have the face to see the ancestors of Mojian Mountain after we die. ”

Everyone actually looked at him, and didn't think there was anything wrong with his approach, so no one refuted him, but felt that his words were particularly reasonable, not to mention that now the head of the family has been abolished, even if he is saved, it is still a waste, and it will no longer work. And they are alive, but they can continue the incense of Mojian Mountain, which is the hope of Mojian Mountain. So at the beginning, they were ashamed of their greed for life and fear of death, but now they don't think so, because they are the light, the seeds, and the tomorrow of Mojian Mountain, so they must protect themselves now and love themselves, which is the greatest reward for the head of Mojian Mountain.

Before half a cup of tea, the two disciples ran over panting with whips, probably they were also distressed by the master, and wanted the head to die early and be reborn, so they ran very hard.

The two disciples walked up to Qu Nian, still a little shy, so they timidly handed him the whip in their hands.

But Qu Nian didn't pick it, but stepped forward and walked to Mo Ziqing's side, because Mo Ziqing's hands and feet had been picked, so he could only lie on the ground like mud, looking at Qin Qunian with a desperate face, feeling like a majestic mountain, about to crush himself at any time.

Qu Nian said at this time: "Let me tell you, your marriage contract with Cicada Xi is invalid!"

Mo Ziqing's face was full of sweat, and then he said, "The marriage contract is ...... It can be invalidated, but I want to hear my sister say this to me personally. ”

Now for him, his junior sister is his only hope for survival, because his junior sister is a kind person and will never watch them be killed.

How could Qu Nian not understand his thoughts, so he sneered and said, "You are not worthy." ”

At this time, he took a step back, looked at the father and son, and said: "Originally, I had countless cruel methods to torture you, and I would have tortured you ten times in the Manchu Dynasty, but I can be regarded as a kind person after all, and I can't use such cruel means, so I can only repay the other in the other way. ”

The father and son's eyes widened as they looked at the self-proclaimed kind demon in front of them, their eyes full of horror. Now they really regret it, they knew that they had committed suicide directly just now, and they didn't have to be abused! It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, if there is, they would rather go back to a few days ago, treat Cicada Xi as a family member, love her, take care of her, and deceive her, maybe Cicada Xi can help them trick the two Eyes of Heaven, even if they can't deceive the Eye of Heaven, Qu Nian has indirectly become Mo Jianshan's son-in-law, who would dare to bully Mo Jianshan at that time? What a happy ending it was.

It's a pity......

At this time, Qu Nian turned his head to look at the two disciples with whips, and ordered: "Just the two of you, whip these two beasts to death for me! Remember, it's to whip to death!"

The two disciples were a little frightened, their hands began to tremble, and they turned their heads to look at the elder in the crowd, but they didn't expect the elder to nod his head slightly, with encouragement in his eyes.

That elder has the oldest qualifications in Mojian Mountain, as long as Mo Zike dies, he will be the head of Mojian Mountain, this is a sure thing, there is no doubt about it, so he can't wait to beat the head to death as soon as possible, so as not to cause any extraneous branches, he just hates that he can't get started himself.

Those two disciples were the elder's apprentices, and since they could be accepted as apprentices by the elder, they were naturally smart people, so they could see the clue from his master's eyes, and immediately understood his master's intentions. As long as the head of the house dies, then his master is the head of the house, and even if they beat the current head to death, not only is it not at fault, but it is a great achievement.

Thinking about this, I'm still a little happy!

But morally speaking, beating and killing one's own head is a big rebellion, and it is easy to be criticized and even retaliated against in the future, so these two disciples did not show this kind of little happiness, but with a look of grievance, a year of necessity, a face of pain, they glanced at each other, encouraged each other with their eyes, and slowly walked towards the Mo family father and son with a whip.