As Xiao Yu gave an order, a guard immediately turned around to get the so-called gift. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There were a lot of gifts, and there was a big box.

The four of them carried the box to the people, and Xiao Yu stretched out his hand, "Isn't the second master going to investigate the case, then ask the second master to open it himself." ”

Second Master Mo clenched his fists, he had 10,000 ways to break the small fish into 10,000 pieces in his heart, but now he couldn't be impulsive.

The second master of the dignified Mo family, but he was forced by a little girl to have nothing to do, so he had to obey the order to step forward.

Second Master Mo made a look, and the henchmen behind him immediately stepped forward and opened the box for him.

"Ahh The staff member was so frightened that he screamed, covered his heart and kicked back, after all, he was a civil servant, where had he seen this formation.

In that box, it was bloody, more than 20 heads!

What's worse is that the bloody human head is still mottled with blue and blue tattoos, and it looks as terrifying as a yaksha crawling up from hell, even though he seems to maintain his demeanor, but there is nothing he can do.

And at this moment, the elders of the Mo family also saw the "gifts" in the box, and they were in a mess.

Rao is a martial artist of the Mo family, and the elders and elders in the field are all iron-blooded heroes who have experienced the battlefield when they were young, but after all, they have retired from the battlefield for a long time, and there are many intrigues in the inner house, and they have already smoothed out the killing heart, and now Huo Ran is of course very uncomfortable when he sees such a bloody scene.

There was an elderly sect elder who couldn't stand this sudden stimulation, and he actually fell down with a whimper.

"Bold! You just took out this bloody thing to scare the veteran of the Mo family, but you intended to murder my veteran of the Mo family! Someone scolded tremblingly, clutching his heart.

Xiao Yu sneered: "Bastard! The Mo family stands up with martial arts, and the elders of the sect are not old, and they are afraid of so many heads, am I bold, or are you harboring evil intentions and slandering my Mo family elders? ”

The girl's ability to beat a rake is not bad.

Originally, she had the intention to deter everyone, and deliberately found such an opening, but she still questioned in the name of the Mo family, which made people unable to say their grievances and could not investigate her mistakes.

Now he can only knock out his teeth and swallow blood, and all the sect elders still have to scold that person for being presumptuous, saying that he was not frightened at all.

With the power of one person, so many sect elders can confess to each other, and there is only Xiaoyu in the Mo family.

Master Mo finally glanced at her, even he was always forced to be overwhelmed by the old bones, but Xiaoyu could stand firm with a mouthful of iron and copper teeth.

And Xiaoyu is also counting on contributing to his son, contributing to him.

The head of the Mo family waved everyone away and walked to the box of heads: "What kind of gift is this?" ”

"Let's ask the eldest young master to tell you." Xiao Yu said lightly.

Now is the best time for Mo Zhao to appear on the stage, everyone is uneasy, and when they see Mo Zhao's clear and logical speech, they will believe that things are really as they say, and they are not under control.

"Young Master?" Everyone's eyes widened: "Didn't you say that the eldest young master was seriously ill and couldn't get up?" ”

Xiao Yu smiled: "The art of war is cloudy, and the plan of the suspicious soldier is exactly the strategy of the eldest young master, Cheng'er is just an executor." ”

"Oh?" Mo Qing'an was obviously interested, and was very satisfied with Xiaoyu's performance in pushing all the credit to Mo Zhao in the end.

Mo Zhao pushed the door, his face was pale, and he still stood straight.

"I've seen it all." He spoke, his cold, hoarse voice causing everyone to freeze.

I saw it, and the meaning was deep.

For example, how they guessed that he was a dead man.

Like, how they suspect that he is being controlled.

Another example is how they make it difficult for small fish.

None of the words and deeds of the crowd escaped his eyes.

It's called seeing it all.

"Ahem......" Elder Zong cleared his throat uncomfortably.

Mo Zhao walked out of the room.

First bowed to Mrs. Mo: "Thank you, I hope I don't die." ”

Men don't say anything, and they don't ridicule what they say.

walked in front of Mo Er Ye again, and said lightly: "Thank you, take care of my woman." ”

This sentence of care is full of deep meaning.

Facing Mo Zhao's cold eyes, it can be said that everyone is in danger, for fear that the next thank you of the eldest young master will be directed at him.

After all, Mo Zhao's achievements in Shanyang County are already considered a small meritorious service, at least much better than the second young master who can only eat, drink and have fun.

Now that he has returned to the city and has the marriage contract of the princess of Shu Kingdom, he naturally has the intention of competing with Mo Yingqi, and in the face of the future heir, of course they have to think carefully.

However, Mo Zhao can distinguish the depth in the end, although he remembered all the people who were disrespectful to Xiaoyu just now, but none of them named "thank you".

"This box is a severed head, a man in black." He said coldly, glancing at everyone again: "I'll make a long story short, I won't be considered controlled, right?" ”

The man's sarcasm made Xiao laugh.

This Mo Zhao, how can he be like a child, holding grudges so much.

The girl smiled lightly in Mo Zhao's eyes, but she was full of distress.

If it is Zhao Yu, can she save some heart and effort, she doesn't have to work so hard and fight everyone.

It's because he doesn't have enough strength to help her too much, but he still takes care of her.

Perhaps only by returning to Zhao Yu can she live a peaceful and happy life.

Mo Zhao closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, everyone was already talking.

The black-clothed man who assassinated Mo Zhao was all beheaded, this hand is not something ordinary people can do, the eldest young master is really ruthless enough.

And these skulls have obvious marks on them, and I believe it is not difficult to find the provenance.

"I don't know if there are people among the clan elders who know the tattoo on this face." Mo Zhao asked lightly, everyone looked at each other, and no one said anything.

The stakes are high, who dares to talk nonsense.

"Zhu Cheng," Mo Zhao said, and Zhu Cheng stepped forward: "Young Master, this is the most commonly used tattoo dye for Mobei people." ”

"The second uncle has been fighting with the north for many years, and he hasn't even recognized it?" Mo Zhao is silent on weekdays, it doesn't mean that he is not good at words, on the contrary, his wooden expression is even more deceptive, this sentence will kill Mo Erye's army.

Even Zhu Chengdu, who had never been on the battlefield, knew him, but Second Master Mo couldn't recognize it, and it seemed a little unreasonable.

There is only one reason why Second Master Mo can't recognize it, and that is that he knows him too well.

The elders looked at Second Master Mo, this is a big crime of assassinating the descendants, how can the Second Master explain it?

"Yes, it's still the cyan color unique to the Tara tribe in the north." Second Master Mo said with a straight face.

Since he dared to stab the dead soldiers, how could he not think of a good way back.

The Tara tribe has always been the main force attacking Yanzhou, and it is foolproof that it is said that it is from that side.

"Oh? Does the second master think that these people are all Hu people from the north? Xiao Yu asked with a faint smile.

"As it should be." Second Master Mo nodded.

Although he missed the calculation today and was forced by Xiaoyu aggressively, they wanted to knock the hat to him just with a box of heads, and they were still a little tender.

"Zhu Cheng," Mo Zhao nodded, Zhu Cheng stepped forward and took out a head and threw it on the ground, and poured another basin of water.

Dried blood trickles from the skull mixed with dye trickled out, revealing a pale face.

"Second master, what else do you have to say?"