"The patriarch of the Yihua clan sent me a letter, saying that he ran away, but you said that the matter was done, and you said, I... Whom should I believe?" The smile on the corner of the man's mouth disappeared, and his voice became low and eerie.

The man lowered his head, unable to express his suffering.

"Subordinates are guilty! At that time, it seemed that it was a run, but the words ......" wanted to say were blocked in his throat, and Mo Yan had arrived in front of him at some point, and his cold fingers had already climbed his neck. qδ

The man's eyes were full of fear, and the cold feeling was like a poisonous snake climbing on his skin, and his scalp was numb, and he instantly got goosebumps.

"Subordinate... Damn, patriarch... Kill... Finish... I'll do it." The man's eyes were a little sad.

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth were stained with a smile, and his fingers slowly took off the man's mask, revealing a handsome face, but this face was as pale as paper at this time.

"Mo Yu, how did we get to where we are today, have you forgotten?" The smile on the corner of Mo Yan's mouth was unclear, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"Remember how your father and uncle were killed, their heads cut off, their limbs like stump leaves, their corpses in the wilderness, devoured by wild dogs, this hatred, this hatred, even if it is eating their marrow and their flesh and blood, it cannot be peaceful."

"The blood is deep, unforgettable, and I dare not forget it for a day." Mo Yu looked up his face, and a line of tears slowly fell down the corners of his eyes.

Seeing him like this, the corners of Mo Yan's mouth sketched a satisfied smile, and his hand rubbed lightly on the back of Mo Yu's neck.

"Moyu, you are the person I trust the most, never lie to me again."

"Yes." Mo Yu's choked voice trembled slightly.

"Alright, get up." Mo Yan stood up straight, walked slowly to the door, and looked at the full moon in the sky, his eyes were cold.

"Patriarch, there is something unknown about Mo Yu."

"You're asking why I want you to use a Davis sickle." As if he had expected this question from the man, he spoke lightly.

"Yes." Rub on the jaw.

"Let you use the Davis sickle, and let the Yihua clan use the flower destroying cone...... Heh, naturally, it's to let people know that this matter is a joint effort between our clan and the Yihua clan." Mo Yan smiled.

"What...?" The pupil is constricted.

"But ......"

"Above the sea market, haven't you also seen their strength, Fu Yu wants to kill ghosts, and the other clans don't even dare to let out a fart.

With just one look, even the secret mother has to become his dagger, do you think that relying on my Moxing clan and Yihua clan can destroy the Fu clan and take revenge?" Mo Yan sneered.

As soon as those guys appeared, he was completely sure that it was the beasts of the Fu clan who were planning to harm their clans at that time.

"Shouldn't we be more obscure and hibernated? This time, it is very likely that the Fu clan will guess that it is us, in case ...... Then we have no way out." Mo Yu frowned slightly.

"Hahaha, a way out? What is the way out for us Davites. Do you think today's Davis are still the original Star-Tier Clan?"

The ten masters of the Davis clan were all wiped out, and his father was also killed in that battle, since he ascended the throne, what is the attitude of the other clans of the star rank?

They were busy collecting the corpses, and those people came to mourn, but they actually came to beat, and he was even assassinated, if he wasn't ruthless, I'm afraid he would be the same as those tablets behind him.