Chapter 1183

"Mo Yan, qianhan is also your half brother. You can't fight him!"

Chu Wuxu screamed, "as long as you let him go, I can no longer count on you."

Mo Yan's pupil color became deeper and deeper, and the rich ink color flowed out of his eyes. He was like a hell messenger stepping on the night. The radian of his lips was a sign of the judgment of killing God.

"No more calculation? Chu Wuxu, you have no qualification and ability to calculate me for a long time. "

He added, "now, I want Mo qianhan to die. He can die at any time; As for you, even more so, if you disappear from this world, no one will care about your life and death! "

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The next morning, Mo Yunge's men knocked on Mo Yunge's door.

"Princess, that Chu Wu Xu is gone."

After reporting, his knees softened and he knelt down on the ground. "It's because of his weak watch. Please forgive me, your highness!"

Mo Yunge is always strict.

This Chu Wuxu is mo Yunge's person who has asked him to take strict care of him. Now he suddenly disappears quietly. He doesn't know how to explain.

That Chu Wu Xu is afraid of death very much, these two days his door does not go out two door does not step, he just relaxed vigilance, last night accidentally fell asleep in the past.

I thought it was just a matter of stealing a sleep, but now, where did Chu Wuxu people go?

"What did you say?"

Mo cloud song cold face, lift an eye, "the person disappeared?"

Mo Yunge is very upset now.

It's Chu Wuxu who comes to her and tells her a secret about Mo Yan. When she's aroused, it's gone!

blamed.

This woman, who is aunt moranyi's rival, should not believe her nonsense. At the moment Chu Wuxu found her, she should kill her and help aunt moranyi revenge for being spoiled!

Mo Yunge gritted his teeth for a while, and ordered his servants to continue to find Chu Wuxu's whereabouts.

Chu Wuxu is just a despondent Princess of the former dynasty. She is nothing. Now she can't compete with aunt moranyi.

It's a pity that I can't hear the secret about Mo Yan. It's a little uncomfortable.

Mo Yunge tidies up his mood and turns to Mo qianhan.

At this time, Mo qianhan was staying in the hot spring palace of the master of dye frost city. He was lying by the pool, hugging each other in his arms, as if he was overindulgent.

The hot air over the hot spring is dense, making people blush and heartbeat.

However, Mo Yunge was not affected by all this. She looked at the mandarin duck playing in the water. Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but she still spoke in a good voice. "Brother Prince, today is the day to bid for the ancient spirit again."

Three days ago, after the ancient Elves were photographed, Mo Yan and ziqianmo also disappeared. Mo Yunge couldn't find them, but he was relieved.

They do not appear, with the Mo family's financial resources in Zhongzhou, not many people dare to bid with them for ancient elves.

It's more than enough to take down this dying ancient spirit.

"I know. Just let uncle Huang go."

Mo qianhan doesn't even have the intention to get up. He looks lazy. "Sister Yunge, you don't know that uncle Huang has no real power in Zhongzhou. He's just a dog under his father. If you want to bid for such a small thing, you don't need the prince himself. Let uncle Huang take the money to bid it back, and it's over."