Mo Jun opened his eyes evilly, and a blue light flashed in his eyes, cold, bloodthirsty, and weird.

with a strong killing intent.

Suddenly, a strong cold wind flew by.

Before the father-in-law could see how the man in front of him stood up, a hand was struck around his neck.

Then, before he could call, he passed away.

Mo Jun took out a sharp sword from the waist of the iron hand and stabbed the father-in-law's heart.

Ye Mubai's eyes widened, not understanding why Mo Junxie did this.

I haven't realized the sense of crisis yet.

Mo Junxie let go of the sword in his hand, clapped his hands, and then smeared the blood on his wedding robe.

faintly spit out: "It's really joyful." ”

"Go and call someone, say that this king has been wounded by the assassins and is dying."

"Yes." Tie Shou nodded, looking at Ye Mubai indifferently.

Ye Mubai came back to his senses at this time.

Pointing at Mo Jun and saying evilly: "You ......"

"What am I?" The corners of Mo Junxie's mouth hooked up a sneer: "I'm surprised, this king would do such a despicable and dirty thing with such a tame person?" ”

"You framed us." Ye Mubai roared.

I wanted to get up, but I was frozen by a force and couldn't move.

Mo Junxie sat back on the rattan chair, the rattan chair shook automatically, his eyes showed a lazy light, and said, "Yes, your sister makes An Ning unhappy, and I will also make your whole family unhappy." ”

Well, actually, it's just an excuse.

He won't know until he dies that he was killed by Ye Zhimad.

"If you want to kill, kill me, why do you want to harm the Lin family." Ye Mubai yelled at him angrily.

"It's not enough, your life is not worth much, and the life of the entire Lin family is not worth much, but this king has to let you die." Mo Junxie raised his hand, his fingertips suddenly lengthened, and Bai Sensen's sharp claws slashed towards his arm.

A deep, long gash landed on the arm.

The blood flowed endlessly.

Ye Mubai stared at this scene with wide eyes.

"You've had a hard time." Suddenly sneered.

Mo Junye snorted lightly: "This is nothing, plus a little poison, this king is also certain to die, although I am not dead now, the emperor cannot immediately convict your Lin family, and there is no real righteousness full of overcopying, but, soon, you believe in this king, this king will let you see that day." ”

"You're crazy." Ye Mubai watched as his arm turned black little by little, and Mo Junxie's face turned pale.

At this time, the emperor and Concubine Lan had already broken into the prison with a group of people, and Ye Mubai, who was originally tied hand and foot, suddenly loosened the tie.

When the emperor came in, he saw Ye Mubai standing in front of the corpse of a certain father-in-law, and Mo Junxie was supported by a group of guards.

Carefully protect the dying "King of Comfort" lying on a wicker chair.

An Xuyao kicked Ye Mubai away heavily, came to the rattan chair, looked at the pale man, turned around and said angrily: "I have beheaded this traitor." ”

"Yi'er, Yi'er, what's wrong with you, don't scare your mother, wake up......" Concubine Lan knelt on the ground, cried and cried on Mo Junxie's face.

"Imperial Doctor." An Xuyao roared.

The Imperial Doctor stumbled in.

Look at the injury for Mo Junxie.

After a long time, the doctors did not dare to say anything.

An Xuyao roared: "How is it?" ”