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At this time, Patriarch Chen couldn't retreat if he wanted to retreat due to the barrier of profound energy.At the same time, he has no chance to make a move, and undoubtedly cuts off his own way of life.With only his Qingxuan junior level, how can he compete with the senior level? !

Death, death!as if smiling at him...

After two or three meters away, Mo Liancheng suddenly stopped, turned around and sat down on the chair next to him, with a slightly lazy posture, and asked with a smile: "You seem to be very nervous."

"Mr. Mo, young master Mo, we are forced to do nothing. Allowing thousands of people to flood into the Eastern Region will definitely cause chaos in law and order. After discussion, everyone will unanimously decide to temporarily manage a few cities for you, so that they can be used to settle refugees , and prevent the soul hunters from taking over." Patriarch Chen said with a sad face, as if he had done something good, but the master misunderstood it.

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

One of the doubts: If you really want to resettle the refugees, do you need to occupy the city of the Mo people?

Doubt [-]: Is it necessary to imprison all the families affiliated with the Mo people, that is, the city lords and family members who manage those cities? !Still alive and dead.

Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng didn't say anything, but sneered lightly.

A slight chill shrouded 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? Haven't the soul hunters been the public | enemies of Xuanling Continent? Are you fighting the soul hunters? Why? Do you want to learn from the Murong family... find a time to swallow the Mo people?"

As soon as these words came out, Patriarch Chen wiped off a cold sweat.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and a thin golden cord had somehow wrapped around his neck.You don't need to experience it to know the sharp feeling. Mo Liancheng only needs to move his wrist a little, and his head will definitely move.

Mo Liancheng didn't waste any time, his eyes were full of haze, and he said indifferently: "This king is not here to listen to sophistry. It seems that you treat the people of the Mo tribe well. This king will give you two choices, one, submit to the Mo tribe , From then on, the Mo people will be respected. Two,...death."

"!!!..."

Patriarch Chen was stunned!

Just about to say something, Mo Liancheng raised his eyes and said strangely: "You only have a chance to say a word."

Patriarch Chen swallowed the words again abruptly, with tremors showing in his eyes.

A chance for a word? !

What's the meaning?That is to say, he can only say one word!Choose one, or two?If there is no choice in the first sentence, or nonsense, you will die immediately!Don't give him a chance to argue.In other words, I don't want to listen to nonsense, just choose directly!

To refuse is to die!

Saying unnecessary words is also death!

The attitude is tough, domineering and intimidating.

"Have you figured it out? I'm in a hurry, and I have to go to the next one." Mo Liancheng smiled faintly, and flicked his finger, "Thanks to you getting together this time, I saved this king's time." A lot of time and trouble." As if killing them is like killing a few chickens raised in one's own small yard, it is easy and casual.

half a minute.

Mo Liancheng's patience seemed to pass.

With a raised hand, he was about to make a move——

"I'll choose one! I will submit to the Mo clan." Suddenly, Patriarch Chen shouted in panic.

At this time, his old face was extremely green, and he was dripping with sweat.

Beads of sweat were dripping down his forehead.

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 through Gina, he already knows something about it.