Splendid peasant girl

Chapter 1121 You guys, continue!
"Bah! What I want to do, it's not up to you, a stinky brat with no hair yet, to question me!"

Momoa spurted out a mouthful of blood foam.

Simply Ling Mohan knew this would happen a long time ago, and stood outside the safe range, not worried about being sprayed at all.

But even though he didn't spray it, Ling Mohan was still a little displeased, and his pretty eyebrows frowned slightly.

"presumptuous!"

Immediately, a jailer who was watching his words came up and whipped him severely.

"Okay!" Ling Mohan glanced at the jailer lightly, "This king is not the kind of narrow-minded person, you all go down!"

"..." The jailer was a little speechless, are you careless?There are no careless people in this world!
But he still retreated obediently.

Seeing Ling Mohan, the old god, Momoa was really unhappy from the bottom of his heart, especially when he looked determined to himself, which made this Momoa want to rush up and beat the brat to death.

Ling Mohan looked at him, "Don't tell me?"

"Humph!"

Momoa snorted and turned away.

Ling Mohan chuckled, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, "It seems that I was too merciful to spare your life!"

"Hmph, little baby, don't try to get me out of my mouth!"

"Well, yes! Then you don't need to live."

Ling Mohan shook his head, "Chi Yanguo sent people to sneak into my business for no reason. This is a provocation to our government. If I can give a reasonable reason, I can still see it for the sake of being a neighbor. Forgive me." You, but since you don't want to say it, then I'll do it myself."

As Ling Mohan said, he had already got up, and with a wave of his hand, two jailers came in.

One of them stuffed his mouth with a rag, and the other came to Ling Mohan to listen to his orders.

"Treat him well, don't let these barbarians underestimate the various instruments of torture I have done!"

"Hey, don't worry, my lord, my subordinates will take good care of him and make him want|immortal|desire|dead every day, hehehe..."

Not to mention that all the jailers in the cell are sick, but at least one or two are mentally ill. They like to torture people for fun, and find the joy and refreshment of their lives from the screams of others.

It's just that there are many people in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice who are famous and famous, and it's not easy for them to torture them, so there are only a few of them who can really make the jailers have a good time.

Now, I have found one.

It's time to have fun!

As soon as Momoa heard that he was going to torture himself to death, he immediately tossed, the iron chain that locked him made crackling noises due to his struggle, and he whimpered, wanting Ling Mohan to turn back.

The corner of Ling Mohan's mouth twitched into a playful smile, he turned around, frowning, "What are you doing?"

"Woooooooo..."

"Remove the cloth!"

"Well... I said, I said, I said it all! The national treasure of our Chiyan Kingdom, the Fire Qiguo, has been lost, and it seems that it was taken away by you Dagan. The lord of the country ordered us to sneak into Dagan quietly to find the national treasure!

In addition to our team, there are two other teams, one of which is here as a messenger, and it is estimated that they will arrive in Shengjing in two days. "

Momoa said everything she knew in one breath, then looked at Ling Mohan expectantly, hoping to let him go.

"Three teams? Yours is so fast?"

"We took a shortcut!"

"Oh--"

Ling Mohan nodded, and then, in Momoa's angry and hateful eyes.

He waved his hand and said, "You guys, go on!"

"Bastard, you don't mean what you say, you will die... ah..."

(End of this chapter)