The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 243 Mo Shang and the prince are not together

"Impossible." Mo Yu frowned and looked at Zheng Nian who was running below, but he didn't dare to move. He was not sure of winning against Su Wenqing in front of him. If he shot easily and showed his flaws, he was not confident. The three puppets beside him can block the woman's attack.

"What is impossible?" Su Wenqing asked.

"His Qi should have been drained." Mo Yu said.

"Indeed." Su Wenqing said, "But it is also because of draining his qi that he is what he is now."

Mo Yu looked at Zheng Nian ferociously, "What kind of person is this..."

Zheng Nian leaped into the air, then fell, and rolled over behind the two wooden men who were fighting. He sank his hands again, and ten silks from the sky immediately hung on the two wooden men of khaki and red.

The two wooden men were startled, turned their heads quickly, and waved their hands to cut the silk, but this thing came from the second head of Qingmen County, and it was a silk thread born by a fifth-rank demon. If it weren't for supernatural strength, it would be impossible to cut it easily.

The wooden man cut it off, but broke off half of his arm.

At this moment, the general situation was gone, and the two could not resist at all, and Zheng Nian's breath was pulled out of his body in an instant.

"How could you possibly be able to eat so much Qi!" Mo Yu standing on the top of the wall said in surprise, "There is a refined sixth-grade Qi on each puppet, and the life and life are restrained. There are already eight kinds of qi in your body that are mutually restraining and cannot be reborn together, just wait for death!"

"Of course I can't eat it." Zheng Nian said, "So, come and eat!"

In an instant, Zheng Nian waved his arm, and a mass of qi of eight colors was generated from his palm, followed his steps forward, and flung it towards the ink feather on the wall.

Mo Yu immediately planned to dodge, but unexpectedly, four jets of water suddenly appeared around him!

"Dragon Yin Jue! Sifang Water Prison!" Su Wenqing pinched the Immortal Jue with his hand, blocking Mo Yu's way out.

Mo Yu was startled, and hastily moved to resist, and the pitch-black puppets blocked in front of him.

"You're right, no one can hold on to this aura, so come and see if he's strong." Zheng Nian shouted with a smile.

That aura hit Mo Yu directly in front of him!
All of a sudden, it burst open.

but……

Zheng Nian's face tightened.

The inflated breath instantly turned into nothingness.

A person appeared in front of Mo Yu.

An old man.

"Dare to hurt my son!"

Ink!

I saw the old man standing against the sky, and with a wave of one hand, a breath that was enough to make Zheng Nianhuang's spirit arose suddenly, and turned into balls the size of fists, and those small balls were floating in mid-air, It has eight different colors, which are actually the same color as the breath that Zheng Nian threw out just now.

"Die." Mo Shang waved his hands in an instant, and dozens of balls came straight towards Zheng Nian.

Zheng Nian jumped up immediately, and then Su Wenqing grabbed Zhang Buer who was on the ground and jumped into the air, with Fu Yuhuan following behind.

This bomb!
Extraordinary!

Zheng Nian jumped three miles, but he still couldn't escape this terrifying force.

The impact of the bombing just now caused his body to lose its center of gravity in the air. Following the powerful aftermath, he turned seven or eight times and fell to the ground.

Su Wenqing was only able to stabilize his figure, while Fu Yuhuan was the same as Zheng Nian, both spurted out blood and staggered to the ground.

Looking up at this moment, half of the foundation of the tall ceremony platform was blown away!
If it is hit, there will be no bones left!

The stage tilted down and fell towards the direction of the few people. Zheng Nian didn't dare to stay for a long time. If Mo Shang shot again, given their current physical condition, they would just wait to be stabbed and immediately got up and fled outside.

Mo Shang, who was standing under the stage, just snorted coldly and slapped the ground with one hand.

Impressively, three rows of wooden pillars surrounded by eight people appeared on the ground, forcibly resisting the fallen platform.

The smoke and dust billowed, and the turbid fog was thick.

"Nonsense!" Mo Shang said.

"Father..." Mo Yu lowered her head and said nothing.

"Why did the Mo family have such a traitor like you!" The moment Mo Shang turned around, there was no sign of making a move at all. The three body protectors in front of Mo Yu instantly turned into powder, and the whole person flew backwards and hit the wall. superior.

Mo Yu lowered her head without saying a word, the blood in her mouth slowly oozing from between her lips and teeth.

"Go back, if the old man sees you again today, I will kill you before His Majesty!" Mo Shang said.

"But... His Majesty is already driving..." Mo Yu raised his head and was about to speak, when Mo Shang's figure came up to him like the wind in an instant, pinched Mo Yu's throat and lifted him into the air.

"What others say is what others say, and what others know is what others know. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can still talk nonsense!" Mo Shang said, "Under An Wenyue's plan, how could His Majesty just wait for death? If you really want to The person on the Golden Throne of Nine Dragons is a piece of shit, so let's go to death, and this old man will not have a son like you!"

Mo Yu choked up and couldn't say a word, her body didn't shake at all, and she looked at Mo Shang with a grim face like ashes.

"Under the king, all are ministers. As a minister, how can you falsely claim that the king is dead, don't you understand this truth?" Mo Shang let go of Mo Yu's hand, and his body fell limply.

Mo Shang glanced at his son on the ground and said, "You are not needed here, go back."

"Father!" Mo Yu exclaimed, "Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, Minister of Dali Temple, Wenshu hanged himself to pay his allegiance, Prince Qing's son Li Qingchen killed His Majesty with his own hands, don't be obsessed with it anymore!"

"Evil barrier!" Mo Shang showed a murderous look on his face, and snapped his fingers with his left hand.

Behind them, the four wooden killers who had already lost all their strength, regained their strength in an instant, stood up from the ground, and quickly ran to Mo Shang and knelt down.

"Take it back to the Mo family, and don't come out!" Mo Shang said.

"Yes!" The four wooden men immediately responded, grabbed Mo Yu, and disappeared into the darkness.

There was silence all around, Mo Shang shook his head and sighed.

"Da Sikong is really loyal to the father, I am deeply moved." With a sudden admiration, the prince leaned against the wall in the corner and walked out with a smile.

Mo Shang's face was still dim, and he didn't say a word.

"Mo Yu is just an infatuated person. All he did was for a certain side to ask Wu Siyan to live after today's victory." The prince laughed, "It's just because of love, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Ridiculous." Mo Shang slowly closed his eyes, "Your Majesty is going back to the palace."

"This palace obviously cannot go back." The prince laughed.

"If you can go back, don't bother Your Highness, the old man has his own way." Mo Shang turned around and walked into the corner.

The prince looked at the arrogant old man, and said crisply, "Foolish and loyal old man, one day the Palace will make you regret it! When you kneel in front of the Palace, don't forget what you did today."

(End of this chapter)