After rebirth, I became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 150

With a slight pause in her soft voice, she raised her hand and landed a palm on Mo Jinghao's back.

The straight back bent down in an instant, and with a puff, he also spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Jinghao lay on the ground, with the puddle of blood on his face.

"There's always a price to pay."

As Mo Yunzhao said, he turned Mo Jinghao over with his feet, then squatted down, holding a dagger in his hand, and stretched the tendons of his limbs.

Mo Jinghao's screams continued, and when finally Mo Yunzhao's palm landed on his dantian, his unwilling voice pierced through the sky.

In the end, he couldn't bear the pain and passed out.

"Father..." Mo Bici was forced to kneel, unable to raise her head.

It's just that the screams made her tremble with strong hatred.

"Fu Liu, after an hour, ask them if they agree."

Mo Yunzhao threw away the dagger and stood up, "Anyone who refuses to accept can come to fight, and the lord of this city will fight until you are convinced!"

The clang of the dagger landed on the ground, and everyone's hearts tightened in shock.

The patriarch looked at the bloody Mo Jinghao and Mo Yunzhao's leaving figure, feeling bad for a moment.

Mo Yunzhao's attack was too ruthless, decisive and ruthless, he is a character.

But it was too ruthless, and it was also worrying.

Ling Jingyu followed Mo Yunzhao closely, seeing that she didn't stop, he grabbed her wrist, "Ah Zhao."

Mo Yunzhao was pulled by him and turned around, looking up at him.

Ling Jingyu grabbed her delicate fingers and placed them in front of his eyes, only to see that there was a wound as big as a pinhole in the white and tender finger pulp, which was still dripping with blood.

The coercion she released just now came from her blood.

"You... um..."

As soon as Mo Yunzhao spoke, Ling Jingyu had already grabbed her finger and put it in his mouth.

she:"!!!"

Dabai's fluffy tail cocked up and exploded in an instant.

Mo Yunlan held the machete ready to move, ready to lift it up at any time, and slash through it.

Ling Jingyu let go of her fingers, then took out the perfect healing medicine powder, fell down on her, took off his hairband, and gently bandaged her fingers.

"Azhao, you have to pamper yourself."

Mo Yunzhao looked at his fingers, which were entangled like cicada chrysalis, and he was speechless.

"Just one finger, just one wound the size of a pinhole!"

Need such a high-grade healing medicine powder, such an exquisite bandage?
Too much talent for too little use.

"If the needle doesn't pierce your heart, you won't know the pain." Ling Jingyu let go of her hand.

Breaking a hair of hers is like breaking a tendon of his, and it will definitely hurt him.

Mo Yunzhao blushed slightly.

Mo Yunlan put down the machete silently, it was okay.

An hour later, Fu Liu came to report, and those clan members obeyed.

Can you not accept it?

If they refuse to accept it, they will feel like they are going to die there.

Today, they finally saw how powerful Mo Yunzhao is, and it turned out that he didn't rely on taking forbidden drugs.

Ling Yongnian's face also turned blue from the coercion. He struggled for an hour before kneeling on the ground in embarrassment.

When the coercion disappeared, he pointed at Doctor Yang, "Hurry up and show Erye Mo."

Anyway, Mo Bilian was still his choice.

Show good to show good.

However, starting today, he is even more certain that Mo Yunzhao is his first choice.

With such arrogance and strength, with Mo Yunzhao helping him, is he worried that he won't be able to win the crown prince?

For Mo Yunzhao, he is bound to win!

Doctor Yang checked Mo Jinghao.

Mo Bici anxiously asked, "How is my father?"

Doctor Yang withdrew his hand, "The tail of the spine was broken, the tendons of the limbs were picked, and the dantian was destroyed. From now on, I can only spend my life lying down."

Hemiplegia is completely useless!

　Good afternoon, domineering Azhao, if you say you want to abolish your second uncle, you will be abolished.

　　Remember to vote~ I haven’t passed the PK, and I have no motivation to code words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)