Witch Venom

Chapter 167
On the sixth floor of the Pavilion of Despair, you can hear the quiet drop of a needle.

More than a dozen people were hung high on the beams of the house. Their heads were drooping, and their bodies were covered in blood. It is unknown when the injuries were left.

Dong Lai was among them, he was in a semi-conscious state, but he tried his best to prop up his heavy eyelids, watching the two confronting each other in front of him.

Only two!Mo Hui and Mo Hong!

"We met again so soon." As expected by Hua Changge, Mo Hong was indeed on the sixth floor. The soft armor still makes him very handsome, if he doesn't smile so darkly.

"Yaozun class sees Yaojun class, don't you get up to greet him?" Mo Hui's strength is actually much higher than Yaojun class, but he low-key set himself at Yaojun class, which is enough to suppress Mo Hui. Hong, for Mo Hui, as long as he can suppress his opponent, that's enough.

"Brother sees elder brother, shouldn't you salute?" Mo Hong brought the steamed tea to his mouth, and took a leisurely sip.

I really don't know where this guy who was defeated by Mo Hui is so leisurely.

"Brother? Ha." Mo Hui, who has always been stern, actually smiled, and his smile is different from Chu Lianchuan's warm and windy smile, but it is beautiful and makes people feel worshipful, as if he has pardoned the world and everyone is happy .

"Why, do you think Mo Chi is the only one worthy of calling you an elder brother?" Mo Hong stroked the rim of the teacup with his fingers, and looked at Mo Hui, who was standing beside the dozen or so people, with mocking eyes. .

"At least he didn't make trouble." Mo Hui basically had no feelings for those relatives, but when the name Mo Chi was mentioned, his eyes flickered slightly.

What happened to him made Mo Hui cold-tempered, and his concept of relatives was blurred. Perhaps in difficult times, the one who didn't step on his feet could barely be called a relative. If there is such a person, it belongs to Mo Chi.

"Ha, the one who didn't hurt you is now being used as a lowly slave by the demon king." Mo Hong smiled gloatingly.

Mo Hui twitched the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Which one is not the lowly slave of the Demon King? Will you be spared?"

"You!" Mo Hong suddenly smiled. These words pierced his heart. Indeed, in the eyes of the tyrannical demon king, male monsters are all trash, and a lowly slave is still a polite way of saying it. Items, use as you say, and discard as you say!
Because of this, Mo Hong specifically told Ma Fu that he must not report his failure in Wandu Mountain to the Demon King, otherwise he would die!
"Even if you boast that your strength in the Demon King City is second only to the Demon King, aren't you still transferred out of the Demon King City with a random name?" Mo Hui is not incapable of speaking, but most of the time he doesn't bother to speak. When it comes to people, it can also hit the nail on the head.

Mo Hong stood up abruptly, his handsome face instantly covered in anger.

"From this hall's point of view, your strength is nothing more than that, at least compared to your sister with the same father, you are far behind." Mo Hui hit again, he knew more about the internal affairs of the royal palace of Yaowang City than Yanbo.

"Don't mention Mo Jin to me!"

"Oh? Why didn't you mention it? Isn't it good to have a sister who is favored by the demon king? At the very least, when you make a mistake, if she acts like a baby, maybe the demon king will forgive you." Mo Hui said unhurriedly.

Mo Hong's nose was not blowing, and he stared at Mo Hui coldly, wishing to kill this guy who deliberately poked trouble immediately. The saddest thing in his life was that he was doomed to never raise his head because of a sister who was very much loved by the demon king. Opportunity!
He stared at Mo Hui for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Are you envious or jealous? The high priest said that you can be the next demon king, but the demon king has taken a fancy to my sister, haha..."

"If this hall is so rare about that position, why bother to bear it back then?" Mo Hui replied with disdain. If he was only envious today, wouldn't he be too stupid and dull?Why listen to the words of the high priest and shackle yourself to seal the magic seal?

"Then what are you doing now? Is that hateful human woman teasing you?" Mo Hong's laughter stopped at the highest point, and his tone suddenly sank.

"Wrong? Wrong, I was willing to be confused by her." Mo Hui actually chatted with Mo Hong, but the corner of his eyes glanced at the group of people hanging from Donglai with their hands tied. Glance at people in mid-air.

He was thinking about how to save them. Mo Hong dared to wait here alone. Apart from the bait from Donglai, he should have other tricks. He knew Mo Hong very well. can do it.

If Donglai and the others cannot be rescued, Hua Changge will probably feel guilty, which is the last thing Mo Hui wants to see.

"His Royal Highness, the son of a demon king, has no dignity to serve human beings as masters. You have been rounded all these years!" Mo Hong smiled extremely ironically after hearing the word "confused". .

"At least it's not like you are just a lowly slave." Mo Hui countered with one sentence, and the topic returned to Mo Hong.

"You! You are the lowly slave! You and your useless father are both lowly slaves!" Mo Hong was moody, and now even his words were full of gunpowder.

Mo Hui's gaze turned cold.

"By the way, there is one thing you definitely don't know. After you were abandoned and expelled by the demon king, your useless father pleaded for you in a different way. As a result, hehe, he also became a symbiotic demon. If he wasn't there You will be honored as a test subject in the future, and there will be no birth of the soul-collecting symbiosis demon Gu, living is a burden, and dying to make contributions, your father's name can be regarded as remembered by the demon king for several years." It seems that the child snatched it. When the candy arrived, Mo Hong beamed with joy.

With a sudden pain in his heart, Mo Hui's ice-cold eagle eyes were narrowed.

Fortunately, he didn't see the scene where the sparrow said goodbye to his relatives, otherwise he would have been slightly infected and ran away in anger. Even so, his anger was instantly ignited and connected by blood. Yes, no matter how weak his father is, he is still his father. What's more, as Mo Hong said, the father who seemed to have no love for him secretly pleaded for him. This alone is enough to move Mo Hui's deathly silence. Heart.

(End of this chapter)