Chapter 822: Recovering the Eastern Regions Alliance 3

At this time, due to the Xuan Qi barrier, the head of the Chen family couldn't retreat if he wanted to. At the same time, he has no chance to make a move, and he undoubtedly loses his way to live. With only his Qingxuan primary, how can he compete with the senior?!

Death, Death! It's like smiling at him......

After two or three meters away, Mo Liancheng paused, turned to sit on the chair next to him, and asked with a smile, "You seem to be very nervous." ”

"Mo, Little Master Mo, we are also helpless. Allowing thousands of people to pour into the Eastern Regions will surely cause chaos in law and order. After deliberation, everyone unanimously decided to take care of a few cities for you for the time being, so that they could settle the refugees and avoid being invaded by soul hunters. The head of the Chen family said with a sad face, as if he had done something good and misunderstood the master.

It's just that it's full of loopholes.

Suspicion 1: If you really want to settle the refugees, do you need to occupy the city of the Mo people?

Doubt 2: Do you need to imprison all the families affiliated to the Mo Clan, that is, the city lords and family members who manage those cities?! His fate is unknown.

Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng didn't say anything, only sneered faintly.

A slight chill enveloped the barrier.

After a while, he said faintly: "If you really want to help, why don't you send someone to kill the soul hunter?" Hasn't the Soul Hunter always been the enemy of the Xuanling Great Land? When did it become that only the Mo were left fighting the soul hunters? Why? Do you want to learn from the Murong family...... Find a time to swallow the Mo Clan? ”

As soon as these words came out, the head of the Chen family wiped a cold sweat.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and a small golden cord had been wrapped around his neck for some reason. The sharp feeling can be known without experiencing it, Mo Liancheng only needs to move his wrist slightly, and his head will definitely move.

Mo Liancheng didn't waste time, his eyes were cloudy, and he said indifferently: "This king is not here to listen to quibbles. For the sake of you, the people of the Mo tribe are okay. This king will give you two choices, one is to submit to the Mo clan, and from now on the Mo clan will be respected. Two...... Die. ”

“！！！ ……”

The head of the Chen family was stunned!

Just wanted to say something, Mo Liancheng raised his eyes and said strangely: "You only have the opportunity to say a word." ”

The head of the Chen family swallowed the words back again, and there was a little tremor in his eyes.

A chance in a word?!

What do you mean? That is, he can only say one word! One, or two? If you don't have a choice in the first sentence, or if you talk nonsense, you will die immediately! Don't give him a chance to quibble. In other words, don't want to listen to nonsense, just choose!

To refuse is to die!

If you say superfluous words, you will also die!

The attitude is tough, domineering and shocking.

"Have you figured it out? This king is in a hurry, and he has to go to the next one. Mo Liancheng smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and flicked his finger, "This time, thanks to you getting together, this time it saves the king a lot of time and trouble." "It's as if killing them is like killing a few chickens in your own yard, easily and casually.

Half a moment.

Morlian's patience seemed to have run out.

As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to do it.

"I'll pick one! Return to the Mo tribe. Suddenly, the head of the Chen family hurriedly shouted in panic.

At this time, his old face was already extremely green and sweating profusely.

The beads of sweat on his forehead are falling down one by one.

He had to choose one, in the face of death! No one is not afraid. What's more, others may not know much about Mo Liancheng, but Tong Guò Gina, he has long known something.