The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 696
Mo Yun stopped in his tracks, smoothed out the folds of his clothes, and calmed down his breathing...

After he had completed his mental preparation, he walked towards the gate.

With a faint smile on his face, he waved his hand towards the person at the door, and said, "I don't know what kind of wind is blowing today, but it actually took Brother Anbu..."

"Ah! He's coming! Catch him!" A bluffing voice interrupted his words.

Before Mo Yun could react, they had already grabbed his arms, picked him up, and carried them directly to the gate.

"Oh! That's right! The wind is blowing from southeast to northwest today..."

Mo Yun was awakened from his daze by their answers, and then began to twist and struggle, his face flushed and he said, "What are you guys doing!"

"You don't care what we do, we won't do you anyway!"

"That's right! Don't ask about things that have nothing to do with you! If you know too much, you will die soon!"

The two Anbu people answered completely irrelevant questions, which made Mo Yun feel a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

But, he has no fucking way to refute!

"Where are you taking me!" Mo Yun yelled, scratching his neck.

"You have lived in Mojia for so many years, don't you know where this road leads to?"

"That's right, it's really annoying to ask something knowingly!"

Mo Yun was on the verge of going berserk.

Of course he knew that this road was leading to the meeting hall of the Mo family, but would he die if he answered it?

"Who told you to take me there like this! I am the young master of the Mo family! Your Anbu is also surnamed Mo!" Mo Yun gritted his teeth "creaking".

But in the next moment, two chestnuts were hit on his head, and a ball of cloth was stuffed into his mouth, and the sour smell was pungent.

"Do you understand people's words or not? Don't ask nonsense, if you ask again, your neck will be broken, believe it or not?"

"However, since when did our Anbu have the surname Mo? Obviously, the surname is Hei, okay?"

"Uuuuuuu..."

Who the hell can't understand people's words?

Mo Yun shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the cloth in his mouth.

In fact, the cloth strips were not tightly stuffed, and I was completely crying and pushed them out with my tongue.

But when he thought about what this piece of cloth might be, he couldn't stick his tongue out.

"Be honest with me!"

The two men who were carrying him raised their hands, and slapped his butt hard, directly cutting off his "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu".

Mo Yun was carried past the garden, the Jiuqu Bridge, several courtyard gates, and finally arrived in front of the Mo family's meeting hall.

"Black one black two, someone brought it?"

A familiar voice sounded, Mo Yun suddenly raised his head, seeing Mo Rufeng who was looking at him excitedly, his eyes stared out fiercely.

Ever since he could remember, he knew that he had such a young uncle of similar age.

He also knew that if he wanted to control the Mohist family, he had to put this little uncle under him.

Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, he devoted all his energies to learning all kinds of skills, and finally he suppressed Mo Rufeng in all aspects.

But the result?
Mo Rufeng didn't have to do anything. He ate and waited for death and foolishness every day, so he entered the Anbu and was accepted by the people in the Anbu.

The generation who followed the old man all regarded Mo Rufeng as his heir.

Just thinking about these things is enough for him to spray several pots of blood.

For Mo Yun, he can be embarrassed in front of anyone, but he must not be in front of Mo Rufeng!

At this moment, he also ignored the cloth strip that might be a smelly sock, and pushed it out with his tongue.

(End of this chapter)