On the face of it, I have been secretly calculating the time in my heart.

Yan Mo Li extremely rampant smile, directly in front of the mountain a pinch Mo Shanghua's slender neck, "things up to now, you still dare to talk like this in front of me, do you believe I immediately want your life."

With that, she lifted her whole body from the ground with a little force in her hand.

Originally adapted to some of the soles of the feet were forced to chase out from the barb, coupled with the neck almost suffocating force, let the Mo Shanghua face quickly pale down.

Even at this time, the people in black around them still did not dare to neglect and withdraw. They were all wary of raising their swords around.

Breathing more and more thin, Mo Hua's pale face gradually turned purple, but Yan Mo's lips became more and more curved, and his smile became more and more rampant. "I'm really curious. If Yan Beicheng saw you like this, would he be willing to let him kneel down?"

"I hear you're pregnant?" After a pause, his eyes were on the belly of the flower again.

Clearly already in such a desperate situation, Mo Shanghua is still trying to keep himself sober.

Yan Mo Li is still relaxed and complacent, but he doesn't know where he comes from. He pinches a few silver needles between his fingers and stabs Yan Mo Li under his armpit.

When Yan Moli was in zongrenfu, his mentality was distorted, and he had no internal power. Naturally, his movements were extremely insensitive. He was stabbed in the armpit without checking for a moment, and suddenly he had no strength to let her go.

Mo Shanghua seizes the opportunity, and ignores the moment when he falls to the ground to avoid the barb. He kicks Yan Mo to the ground with one foot, and then the whole person pours on him. He presses his knees against his chest, making him unable to move. He clenches his fist with the other hand, and holds a few silver needles between his fingers, directly on his neck.

A series of actions completed, but blinking time.

It's also to restrain Yan Mo Li. She coughed a few times uncontrollably. Her face turned purple because of lack of oxygen gradually recovered, but she was still very pale. Even so, she didn't dare to relax.

Yan Moli now has no internal power, and is killed directly by Mo Shanghua, a handsome face is a twist.

The flower on the street coldly coagulates Yan Beicheng, who has no resistance at this time. The pain on the sole of his feet doesn't seem to exist. His pale lip tears out a touch of irony. "Your Highness has eaten too much in the prison of the patriarchal clan, and now his hands and feet are soft? Even I can't resist it. "

Yan Mo Li's eyes at the flowers on the street were almost angry, and his handsome face was twisted. "What are you still doing? You still don't want to take down this enchantress!"

However, his master's life is in the hands of Mo Shanghua. How dare people in black move.

General Lin also immediately raised his hand, his face was still calm, "don't do it for the moment."

"Don't worry about the king, or you'll fight to death. You must also kill this monster!" At the moment, Yan Moli's state of mind has been completely distorted, even regardless of his own life and death, extremely crazy mouth.

Even general Lin was surprised by his words, "no, your highness, you must be calm."

He Lin family also hopes to use Yan Moli to recover, he naturally won't let Yan Moli have an accident.

Mo Shanghua raised his eyes and looked at general Lin. although his face was the same gloomy, he still had a good appearance. His heart was slightly heavy.

I'm afraid this person is more difficult to deal with than Yan Moli, who is almost crazy now. The most important thing for her now is to delay time.

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