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Chapter 367 The Death of Mojiu!

Xiao Yuanhan's slap not only stunned Hu Yanhong, but also stunned everyone present.

Your uncle will always be your uncle?
How dare this kid say it!

Gu Erhuang felt that he had lived for so long, and this was the first time he saw such an arrogant person...

"you!!"

After receiving this slap, Hu Yanhong was on the verge of losing his mind.

"What are you? Do you want another slap?"

Xiao Yuanhan raised his right palm and said like adding fuel to the fire.

"I'm going to kill you!!"

Hu Yanhong seemed to be transformed into a raging lion, attacking Xiao Yuanhan frantically.

The Susan Golem in the form of Thunder God just rightly blocked Xiao Yuanhan's body, and kept resolving Hu Yanhong's moves.

In terms of Xiao Yuanhan's current strength, although Hu Yanhong may not be the opponent in a head-on confrontation, there is still no problem if he wants to delay time.

Even under the pressure of the Dragon Elephant Domain, the Susan Golem in the Thunder God form can perfectly play the role of entanglement Hu Yanhong.

"Hu Yanhong, what are you doing?!"

The man in black turned around and roared. He gave Hu Yanhong the scarlet flame elixir in order to unlock his forbidden strength as soon as possible so that he could join the battle. Unexpectedly, he was directly given Entangled!
"Give me another fifty breaths of time, and I will be able to kill this kid!!" Hu Yanhong's eyes were red, his fists were like heavy hammers, and with the power of a dragon elephant, he violently smashed towards the Susan Golem ! !
The man in black roared angrily: "Time is running out, if you drag on, the Beiyi army will gather soon!!"

As soon as the words fell, the leader of the man in black directly bit the tip of his tongue, and the aura of his body rose instantly, obviously using some secret technique!
However, the man in black who used the secret technique did not continue to attack Wang Zhaojun. Instead, he left his teammates and rushed to the entrance of the frozen dungeon!
He is trying to escape!
He understood that if he dragged on any longer, it would be a dead end.

So far, they can only escape according to their own abilities!

The other three people all understood, no longer want to fight, and fled in all directions!

Wang Zhaojun didn't go after him, because at this moment, above the dungeon, the Beiyi army had already laid a net.

All she needs to do is to keep an eye on Hu Yanhong.

"Hu Yanhong." Wang Zhaojun raised his head slowly: "There is a limit to the Beiyi tribe's tolerance for you."

Hu Yanhong also understood that the general situation was over, his expression was suppressed to the extreme, and he stood calmly on the spot.

"The soldiers of our Beiyi tribe who died in battle today were all killed by you, Hu Yanhong." Wang Zhaojun's voice became colder: "You keep saying that you are for the great cause of the Beiyi tribe, but your hands are contaminated But it's all the blood of Beiyi people!"

Hu Yanhong looked at Wang Zhaojun with a sneer: "The Beiyi tribe has always been the inheritance of my Huyan lineage. When is it your turn to be an outsider? If it weren't for you, my eldest brother would not have died in the conspiracy of the Grassland Alliance." Down!"

"I'm stubborn." Wang Zhaojun shook his head and raised his hand directly, endless frost and cold surged from Hu Yanhong's feet.

Hu Yanhong laughed ferociously: "What are you? Since the Beiyi tribe has escaped the control of my Huyan lineage, I might as well destroy it with my own hands!!"

"I won't give you this chance." Wang Zhaojun said coldly: "In three days, I will use the hanging of the Beiyi tribe to execute you with my own hands."

Hu Yanhong's expression changed: "How dare you?!"

Among the Beiyi tribes, hanging is a special criminal law specially used to punish those who defected from the tribe, but now... Wang Zhaojun wants to hang him! !
"I have the blood of the Huyan family flowing through my body. You are a mere outsider, what qualifications do you have to convict me of treason?!" Hu Yanhong roared crazily, like a dying beast.

"You used to be, but you failed your blood."

After Wang Zhaojun finished speaking, he stopped looking at him, and the frost spread rapidly on Hu Yanhong's body until he turned into an ice sculpture.

Afterwards, Wang Zhaojun walked up to Mo Jiu.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Wang Zhaojun said calmly.

Mo Jiu didn't answer, his eyes were tightly closed, and he looked like he was willing to kill and cut.

"Because you were Hu Yanlie's right-hand man, and you saved his life on the battlefield." Wang Zhaojun continued, "I will pay back the life he owes you!"

"But look, what have you done? Helping the tyrant to be cruel, being a tiger's minion, in order to assist Hu Yanhong to become king, you would rather brandish the butcher knife at your former compatriots?!"

Wang Zhaojun spoke faster and faster, and her questioning was like a sharp sword, piercing Mojiu's chest.

"I made an oath in front of the late king that I, Mojiu, will always be loyal to the Huyan family in this life." Mojiu finally spoke, and he said calmly: "The throne of the Beiyi tribe cannot be touched by others, even if he Huyan Hong really did something wrong, and I, Mo Jiu, will take the blame for him!"

Even Xiao Yuanhan who was at the side shook his head helplessly, and sighed in a low voice: "Foolish loyalty."

It is precisely because of these stubborn and old-fashioned fools and loyalists that Hu Yanlie was able to make waves among the Beiyi tribes.

Wang Zhaojun took a deep breath and smiled wryly: "Then let me ask you, where was Hu Yanhong when Hu Yanlie died in battle?!"

"When the survivors of my Beiyi tribe were displaced, where was Huyanhong?!"

"These truths, do you want me to tell you again?!"

Wang Zhaojun's face showed a sad expression: "You are loyal to the emperor and want to make Hu Yanhong king, but have you ever thought that the Beiyi tribe will only perish at his hands!"

Xiao Yuanhan clearly saw that for the first time, Mo Jiu's face showed a look of difficult choices.

Under Wang Zhaojun's repeated questioning, he finally wavered a little.

Loyal to the emperor or loyal to the country, this has always been an eternal problem.

Finally, Mo Jiu spoke, with a smile on his face: "I believe that Hu Yanhong can grow into a king of the grassland respected by all people like his elder brother."

A look of disappointment appeared on Wang Zhaojun's face.

"Let's go, Huyanlie owes you a favor, I will pay it back for him, and when we meet next time, I will directly order the Beiyi army to kill you."

Just when she turned around to leave, Mo Jiu directly took out a short dagger from the Qiankun bag, and stabbed it into her heart with her backhand.

There was a relieved smile on his face: "He is the last blood of the Huyan family, I can only choose to believe him, if it is really wrong, then all the guilt... I, Mojiu, will bear it for him !!"

(End of this chapter)