Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

259 Chapter 2 God Execution Platform [-]
Zichu's eyes as silent as a deep pool finally flashed a trace of puzzlement, she stared at the secretary in a daze, and the hand under the secretary's sleeve was clenched into a fist, and even the blue veins on the forehead were exposed.

The secretary said coldly, "Dijun, this is what I want to give to God!"

Mo Ze threw away the remnant page casually, and the flames on the lava rock quickly devoured the remnant page, leaving only the silent fly ash, Zi Chu suddenly laughed, "Mo Ze, such a robber Only you can do it!"

Why should she expect the kindness of animals!
There was a hint of disdain in Emperor Mo Ze's eyes, "Secretary, Jiuchongtian belongs to this emperor, I can destroy that piece of paper if I want!"

The secretary was depressed for a while, but still looked at Zichu who was already stupid, and said calmly, "Blood in my heart, untie the iris, create the flower spirit on the other side, and pass through the endless hell."

Fortunately, he had memorized the words on the broken page long ago.

Mo Ze stared coldly at the presumptuous Shushu Shenjun, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, the secretary was fanned eight feet away by him, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fishy sweetness.

The secretary still struggled to get up, but when he wanted to get close to the girl, Zichu smiled suddenly. Although his face was still so pale, there was already some hope in his eyes. She said lightly, "Si Book God, thank you, bring this news to Xiao Shu."

The Secretary was stunned and flew out uncontrollably, while the Fuli Sword was being trampled under his feet, leading him away from the God Realm at a gallop.

When the vision was hazy, the girl's fingers could only be vaguely turned, and a faint soft light slowly flowed out, and the soft light turned into chains of chains to lock Mo Ze.

The moment Mo Ze waved his hand, the shackles on his body were already shattered. He looked at Zichu with a solemn expression, his generous hands had already tightly pinched Zichu's neck, and Zichu couldn't breathe so hard. He said sharply, "Do you want the Secretary to help you move the rescuers?
This emperor tells you, today I will shave your divine bones, cut off your divine veins, and destroy your divine soul! "

Zi Chu's blood-red eyes stared at Mo Ze, he spat hard on his face, and gasping for breath, "Oh...do you think... I will beg for mercy?"

She is the child of Yinchuan and Yiwan, how could she beg for mercy, and how could she steal a living? The person in front of her is not her father, but a merciless devil.

Emperor Moze put down his hand, and slowly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe off the spittle on his face, his eyes were cold and emotionless.

He suddenly remembered that when Zichu was very young, such a soft and greasy little doll, carved in pink and jade, had grown into the rebellious appearance he is now.

Maybe he should have kept her locked up in that mountain at the beginning, instead of letting Liu Jin pick her up, at least he could save her life, and that ugly secret would not be revealed.

He will not let her be destroyed for the sake of the sentient beings of the six realms just because he wants to maintain the majesty of Jiuchongtian.

Zichu was completely stunned, because a gentle voice like a trickle of water was flowing out of his aching brain at this time, he was calling out in a whisper, "Chu'er, don't be afraid, Chu'er, don't be afraid, Father God won't Let you have something to do."

Her tears flowed down unconsciously. The voice was Yinchuan, the war god of Yinchuan who sealed the blood of the demon race in her body. It was so good that the Father God had been with her all the time.

But she was really cold, looking at those cold people, she was really cold, the pain from her body was not worth the pain in her heart.

Emperor Moze suddenly came back to his senses, and said in a light tone, "Oh, it turns out that Yinchuan is not dead yet."

(End of this chapter)