Once again on the verge of death, Chu Shaoyang felt that his lungs were about to explode. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He scolded all the eighteenth generation ancestors of Mochuan in his heart, and he couldn't understand where this man came from.

He knew that the other party didn't want his life, but just wanted to torture him, so that he could also taste the torture that Shen Ning was subjected to.

Damn it!

Once again, his head was pulled out of the water.

He collapsed on the shore like a dying fish, his belly bulging high and his eyes rolling.

Mo Chuan unlocked his acupoint, and he immediately turned over and spit out the lake water in his stomach in a big gulp.

"Have you taken it?" When Chu Shaoyang was almost vomiting, Mo Chuan clicked on his acupoint again, grabbed his wet hair, and looked at him condescendingly.

"Which onion and garlic are you, why do you want to stand up for her! This king tells you that you will either kill this king, otherwise the torture you inflict on this king today, this king will have to return it to you sooner or later!"

Chu Shaoyang's eyes erupted with anger and shouted viciously.

"Very good, if you have the ability, you will come to me, you go to bully a weak woman who is unrestrained, what kind of hero is it! Chu Shaoyang, are you a man!" Mo Chuan rarely got angry, but today his chest was almost going to explode, and the inexplicable anger made him want to kill the man in front of him.

"Whether this king is a man or not, only the women of this king know!" Chu Shaoyang smiled hideously, "Do you like that ugly bastard? It's a pity that she is my Chu Shaoyang's woman, as long as this king doesn't let her go, she will never want to leave here! You might as well tell you, this king hasn't touched her yet, but if you dare to provoke me again, I will let you see with your own eyes how she cries and begs for mercy under this king! As long as this king lives for one day, she will always be my Chu Shaoyang's woman! You want to get her, unless I die!"

He was dripping wet and embarrassed, but the vicious words that came out of his mouth made people shudder.

"Chu Shaoyang!" Mo Chuan raised his right palm.

He knew that Chu Shaoyang would definitely do what he said, if he tortured him again, this guy could do anything!

Unless it's ...... Kill him!

He gritted his teeth and slowly pressed his right palm on the top of Chu Shaoyang's head.

Chu Shaoyang felt as if a thousand catties of boulder had been pressed on the top of his head, so heavy that he couldn't bear it at all, and his neck bone made a gurgling sound, almost breaking.

But his eyes widened vigorously and glared at Mo Chuan.

"Kill, kill this king, that woman is yours!"

The muscles on his face were distorted, and they were like the usual handsome ones.

Mo Chuan stared at the almost unfamiliar face in front of him, and all he could see from this face was crazy anger, not the slightest fear of death.

His heart shook.

"You're not afraid of death?" Mo Chuan's palm was only three inches away from the top of Chu Shaoyang's head and stopped.

"Kill if you want to, don't talk nonsense!"

Mo Chuan stared into his eyes tightly, and his gaze gradually became clear.

"Chu Shaoyang, you are really a blind man, an idiot, and an idiot!" he sarcastically said coldly: "You dare to do it, you don't even have the courage to admit it!"

Chu Shaoyang roared angrily: "What kind of thing are you! You are also worthy of teaching this king a lesson!"

Mo Chuan slowly withdrew his palm and looked at him with a hint of compassion in his eyes.

"You hold a treasure in your hand, but you don't know it, when you lose it, you will regret it! Chu Shaoyang, I won't kill you, I'll wait for you to see the day you regret it!"