Demon King's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 326 Do you dare to touch my woman and little princess?
"Mo Yan."

Feng Zhixue shouted loudly.

The concentric stone in her hand exploded instantly.

The wind is surging, the lightning is bursting, and the thunder is roaring.

The twilight sky suddenly seemed to be torn open by someone, and the black light flourished.

"Feng Zhixue."

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

And as the voice fell, Mo Yan, dressed in a black robe, came from above, like a nine-day demon god, and landed in the backyard of Shouwang Mansion out of thin air.

Mo Yan never thought that he would see such a scene anyway.

Back then, he used his heart and blood to melt into a concentric stone, expended a layer of his magic power to condense his voice, and gave it to Feng Zhixue. As long as he holds the concentric stone tightly and calls his name, no matter where he is, You can hear and feel it, and then use the teleportation stone to arrive in time.

For so many years, this concentric stone has not been used.

He even thought that Feng Zhixue had already thrown away the Concentric Stone.

After all, she always treats his sincerity as dust.

……

So, when he heard Feng Zhixue calling him, God knows how excited he was.

Let go of everything at hand, and everyone gets out of the way.

His woman misses him.

but.

Without saying a word, he arrived at the speed of thunder, what did he see?
His woman, his little princess, was held in his arms by an ugly old man?
The right cheek of his little princess was swollen high, and there was blood on the corner of her mouth, which was obviously the mark of someone else's slap, and one arm was stretched, obviously broken, his woman's neck There was a circle of bruising, and a withered hand was still stuck on her neck, which was obviously strangled.

angry.

furious.

fury.

Mo Yan's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and his hair was about to stand on end.

The magic power around him soared, rushing to the surroundings, boom boom, sand and stones splashed, and the house collapsed.

"You dare to hurt my woman, my little princess?"

Mo Yan roared.

The sound was terrifying.

The thunder exploded above his head, as if he was a god born from the golden thunder, no, not a god, but a demon.

Ghost Nu was also frightened by this sudden change.

The hand holding Pin'er and Concubine Xue trembled subconsciously.

He could tell at a glance that this man was difficult to deal with, he was too powerful, and he was no match at all.

"You let them go."

With a loud roar, the magic blade instantly appeared in Mo Yan's hand, he raised it above his head, and slashed at the ghost slave heavily.

He went mad, his eyes were bloodshot, and he vowed not to let go unless he took the life of the ugly monster in front of him.

With such a shocking momentum, Ghost Nu's legs trembled.

The power of the magic blade is astonishing, the magic power is astonishing, and it is approaching the ghost slave.

Such a powerful magic power is simply a good and delicious match for him, but there are too many, the other party is too powerful, and the magic power is pouring out continuously, as if the spiritual source will not be exhausted, and he is absorbing it crazily. However, the space for 'false spiritual sources' is limited.

But at this time, the blade strikes, with boundless power.

There was no way for the ghost slave to avoid him, he stared wide-eyed, grinned his teeth, and directly blocked Feng Zhixue in front.

"Damn."

Mo Yan roared.

The cut magic blade instantly turned its direction.

Boom boom boom.

Bang bang bang.

The bluestone slabs that had just been renovated in Shouwang Mansion were lifted off again, and a huge pit appeared in front of them.

The ghost slave swallowed a breath of cold air.

Such a powerful force, so powerful that he can't even match the opponent's little finger.

His face was extremely ugly.

I knew that I should leave quickly. I am afraid it will be a bit difficult to run at this time. It is all because of that dead boy who can't be beaten to death.

"Let him go, the deity will give you a happy death, otherwise, you will regret being a human being."

Mo Yan roared.

His heart was broken.

The woman he loves so much, the little princess he loves in his hands, is being abused so much in a place he can't see.

"Jie Jie Jie, you are Feng Zhixue's man."

Gui Nu squinted his eyes and asked, his eyes were full of jealousy, he blocked Pin'er and Feng Zhixue in front of his body as a shield, seeing how powerful Mo Yan was in front of him, he was extremely jealous.

"Are you blind? If you talk nonsense again, this deity will destroy your nine clans."

Mo Yan was gearing up, his body full of murderous intent.

"Hehehe, no wonder, no wonder Feng Zhixue looks down on me, even if I become a Yin spirit, I can't be your opponent."

The ghost slave gritted his teeth.

When Mo Yan heard it, he immediately let out a cold snort.

"Ghost man? So it turns out to be such a dirty and ugly thing..."

After he finished speaking, it seemed as if he suddenly thought of something, the blood in his eyes deepened, and his murderous aura surged all over his body, "You bastard, do you want to get the source of the magic spirit from my little princess? You still miss my woman? Damn it, you damn it...!"

Mo Yan was furious again.

The truth simply blew him away.

He flew up and rushed towards the ghost slave. He couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't take it anymore, he wanted to kill someone.

ah ah ah ah...

He dared to miss his little princess.

He dared to admire his own woman.

Damn it, kill it with a thousand knives.

Ghost Nu stared wide-eyed, this man named Mo Yan simply played his cards unreasonably, he had a hostage in hand, and even before the negotiation started, he had already attacked him twice.

Seeing Mo Yan rushing over.

Gui Nu's face changed drastically, and he threw Feng Zhixue towards Mo Yan.

Mo Yan, who rushed into the air, scooped up Feng Zhixue's arms and hugged Feng Zhixue. Immediately afterwards, the demon power absorbed by the ghost slave screamed and attacked Mo Yan.

boom.

The power of the magic surged on Mo Yan's body.

The clothes shattered, like a huge dynamite bag exploding on his body.

Mo Yan held Feng Zhixue tightly in his arms, trying to keep her from getting hurt.

He shook his head, covered in black ash, turned around and glared at the ghost slave, "Drain the magic power of this deity, and then attack this deity? Hmph... what are you, the deity's magic power is constantly flowing, and it can blow you up."

Insolent, domineering, arrogant.

With red eyes, Mo Yan blew up a magic ball towards the ghost slave.

"Dare to use the little princess of this deity as a shield? This deity will blow you up, but if you can't blow up, you will be scared to death."

Mo Yan gritted his teeth and said.

Ghost Nu didn't hear these words, but Feng Zhixue did.

She is really...

Can't look directly at Mo Yan.

A black energy ball in his left hand exploded behind the ghost slave, and another one in his right hand exploded to the left of the ghost slave, throwing out five or six in a row.

The ghost slave grabbed Pin'er, but he didn't dare to dodge. This man's attack power is a hundred times better than that of the little girl in his hand. As long as he gets this magic source, one day, he can also become so powerful. It's not like being beaten like this.

The fake spirit source he shaped can store limited magic power, and his body is already a bit overwhelmed at this moment.

So, he had to escape.

He waved his palm at Mo Yan with his backhand, grabbed Pin'er, turned around and ran away.

"Tyrannosaurus rex, help...!"

(End of this chapter)