"Hmm."

Mo Yan's face was solemn and nodded, "I will never forget his voice." ”

Even if it turns to ashes.

As long as the other party speaks, he can tell it immediately!

Powerful hatred has evolved into obsession and instinct.

"Kill him."

Zi Qianmo's face turned cold, and his voice was even colder, filled with bitter killing intent.

Without any hesitation.

For the first time in her life, she wanted to completely break someone's body into pieces! Personally!

Dare to do such an unforgivable thing to her Mo Yan, there is no forgiveness!

"It's not time yet."

Mo Yan is a very rational person, and his hatred for Jin Jiuxiao is definitely deeper than that of Xiao Momo, but he still put up with it for the time being, "If he suddenly dies violently in Xuanwu Academy, he will not be able to explain in all aspects." ”

Jin Jiuxiao's identity is too sensitive.

High Priest of the Southern Moon.

It is the actual person in charge of Nanyue.

Casually dying in the Xuanwu Academy of Beilan Kingdom will inevitably cause a war between the two countries!

The political situation in Beilan Country is chaotic enough. The game between the Chu clan and the Zi family has officially begun, and it is still in the midst of civil strife.

"There are many ways to let him die quietly." Zi Qianmo's voice was very light and light, but it contained a power that was enough to make people tremble.

The demon king was furious.

All demons are in ambush.

"He can't be too cheap, though."

"Death, it's easy." Mo Yan agreed, the chill in his eyes had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, no less than his daughter-in-law, "He once tried to destroy me, then, this time, it is my turn to destroy him!" ”

Killing someone, it's simple.

It is very difficult to destroy a person's soul and break his will.

However, this is called revenge.

"I'll help you."

Zi Qianmo raised his head slightly, with a pair of beautiful eyes, and he happened to collide with the person he liked.

"Okay."

Mo Yan lowered his head and imprinted a kiss on his lover's smooth forehead.

It's gentle.

It's like treating a rare treasure.

*。 *。 *。 *

After the end of the open class.

Jin Jiuxiao returned to the post house.

His face was a little solemn.

After retiring from the idlers, he locked himself in his room and began to think about countermeasures.

"Ziqian Mo, Mo Yan ......"

"Ziqian Mo, Mo Yan ......"

He muttered the two names repeatedly.

"It's so strange, how could Beilan Kingdom, the weakest of the four countries, suddenly have two such wonderful young people! Twenty years ago, I once calculated the national fortunes of Beilan, turbulent and dangerous, crumbling, the emperor's star was dim, and the talents were withering. ”

Jin Jiuxiao's hand was placed on the table and tapped gently, as if he was deducing something.

"The two of them, they shouldn't have appeared. But it suddenly appeared, and something went wrong. Will Beilan National Games change because of the two of them? ”

After pondering for a moment.

Jin Jiuxiao took out the twelve-stringed piano behind him.

Start playing.

A song "Asking the Sky".

This is the Knock Soul.

It has been passed down from generation to generation by the high priests of the Nanyue Kingdom.

It is said that if you play it to the extreme, you can talk to the spirits of heaven and earth and ask about the will of heaven.

Communicate with the heavens.

Spy on the decrees of the gods.

Of course, Jin Jiuxiao, as a mortal, cultivated as a cultivator in the Purple Mansion Period, and he still couldn't reach the realm of being mysterious and mysterious, asking the way of heaven.

But.

He can still ask for some valuable information from "Asking the Sky".