???“ That's it, it's ......"

???? Listening to those cynicisms, the seventh peak lord's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't even dare to refute. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

He could only hurriedly take out the Nioh Shield from his arms and stuff it into Mo Yan's hand, "Mo Yan, the Nioh Shield has been given to you, can you, can you ......?"

???? Now the sword of the second peak lord is already in front of him.

As long as Mo Yan turns around, the Second Peak Lord will definitely cut off his hands without hesitation, and use his future to maintain the reputation of Wujimen!

???? He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that now he was the only one who could save himself, Mo Yan.

The bet for the decisive battle was made by him and Mo Yan together, as long as Mo Yan can open the net and let him go, then his hands can be saved, and he can temporarily leave Wuji Gate and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback!

???? It's just that Mo Yan will give him such a chance?

????“ Can it be anything? ”

???? Mo Yan bent down and said seductively, "If you say it, I'll consider whether to agree or not."

???? This is to ask him to beg him in front of everyone!!

???? The seventh peak lord was about to grit his teeth, but because of the current situation, he had to bow his head, "Mo Yan, can you ...... Let me go, and let the second peak master not waste my hands......"

???? In just one sentence, the Seventh Peak Lord spoke as hard as swallowing a blade.

??? Mo Yan narrowed his eyes and made a very worried look, "I'm afraid not." You are the noble Lord of the Seventh Peak, today you lost in my hands, and your hands were almost chopped off, if you are let go, maybe you will hold a grudge and look for an opportunity to take revenge on me in the future. ”

Seventh Peak Lord: "......"

His face was sluggish.

Didn't he say that as long as he said the words begging for mercy himself, he would let himself go?

Why is it not only different from what was said, Mo Yan even took this opportunity to insult himself?!

The seventh peak lord was furious, "Mo Yan, what do you mean, I've already bowed my head, you don't want to get an inch!" ”

"You see, I haven't agreed yet, you are already so bold that you dare to threaten me verbally in front of the second peak master. If I let you go, how can I be better? ”

Mo Yan straightened up slowly, "I'm not a Holy Father, there's no need to make my opponent feel better." ”

????“ ……”

???? The seventh peak lord was so angry that he almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

"I, the Seventh Peak Lord, swear that if I can keep my hands today, I will be grateful to Mo Yan, and I will never hold a grudge, let alone wait for an opportunity to retaliate. Mo Yan, in this way, are you satisfied? ”

???? He threw all his dignity at the feet of Mo Yan and let it be trampled on.

?? If so, Mo Yan can't even agree......

???? The hand under the sleeve was tightly clenched into a fist, and the dagger handle in the palm of the hand was painful to grip the fingers.

The Seventh Peak Lord lowered his head, and just waited for Mo Yan to say something that he didn't agree, and then rushed up and broke the net with him.

???? Anyway, according to the selfless posture of the second peak master, it is impossible to let him go.

In that case, why didn't he pull Mo Yan into the water and abolish his hands before they were about to be abolished?

He can't be better, and he definitely won't let Mo Yan have a good time!