Abduct a prince into another world

Chapter 964 No one can be troubled!

In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and the white shadow instantly approached his eyes. Chu Mo flexibly dodged to the right, but he refused to accept the move.

Wuwen and Nangong Lingyue joined the battle without saying a word.

"Old ancestor, it's me, a mother, who didn't discipline Mo'er well. If there's any fire, come at me!"

"Mother, don't worry about it. You let this old man stay here for so many years, and I was born without a mother. I was laughed at by other children and grew up. I will settle this account with her today!"

"Mother, sister, I'll help you, no matter how powerful the ancestor is, he should be no match for the three of us working together!"

"Okay, the three of you go up together and see if I can beat you!"

Bai Ying was as fast as a ghost, shuttled between the three of them, and made a sudden move, Wu Wen let her fly out with a palm, spitting out a large pool of blood.

"elder brother!"

"Cuo'er!"

Nangong Lingyue flies to save Wuwen, while Chu Mo confronts the old ancestor alone.

"Mom, old man, if you dare to hit my brother, I..." Chu Mo took out a gun from the space, and was about to aim, when his neck felt a chill, and a very thin and soft sword was stuck on her neck.

"What else do you want to say, I will fulfill you!"

An old voice came from behind her.

The person was extremely cold, and bursts of cold air covered her skin through the fabric.

Chu Mo was shivering from the cold, pressed the safety on the gun body with his thumb, and pointed it at his round belly with a smile.

"I don't want to talk about it, old ancestor. Since there is nothing to talk about, my brother was also injured by you, and it seems that he can't survive. Why don't we three be destroyed together with Linghuan Island."

With that said, pull the trigger.

"Mo'er don't want it!"

Wuwen was injured, and Mo'er wanted to die again, Nangong Lingyue was heartbroken, she rushed forward, hugged the old ancestor's leg, and begged her, "Old ancestor, please let Mo'er go, if she If you die, there will be no more saintesses on Spiritual Illusion Island, and the Spirit Race will be wiped out, is this the situation you want to see?"

"Mother, don't talk nonsense to her. I don't understand anything. Look at what you have done to the good spirit race. There are a group of monsters in the forbidden area. If the fairy family is so ruthless, it's better to die never mind."

After speaking, go to pull the trigger again.

The sword on the neck suddenly tightened by two points, and blood flowed down the neck.

Nangong Lingyue's heart almost stopped beating: "Old ancestor!"

"Have you been to the forbidden area?"

"Ah, I've been there, and I was arrested by them, tsk tsk tsk, I said, old ancestors, do you know that you are committing crimes? There are many ways to make the spirit race prosper, and you have to force your brothers and sisters to consummate their marriage and create strange things." Fetus, did the brains of your fairy family have been pumped by donkeys?"

I don't know if all the books of these immortals have been read into the dog's stomach, which is harmful to others. The ones she saw survived by luck, and I don't know how many others did not survive.

The person behind him suddenly fell silent.

Chu Mo looked impatient, "Ancestor, do you have any questions? If not, I will take the next saint and commit suicide first."

"and many more!"

Chu Mo paused for a moment when he pulled the trigger.

"You said, there are many ways to make the spirit race thrive?"

"Yeah, not too many, like my brother and his father, as long as the physical strength can keep up, there is absolutely no problem in regenerating him to ten or eight."

Wuwen, who was vomiting blood at the side, vomited even more fiercely.

"any solution?"

Chu Mo smiled, I will say what you want me to say, do I seem to be sassy?

"Want to know?"

The cold person behind him obviously came over.

"I don't want to tell you. Get out of the way and don't affect my suicide!"

Speaking of pointing the muzzle of the gun to her stomach, Nangong Lingyue became nervous: "No, Mo'er, don't scare your mother."

Chu Mo winked at her, in fact, the insurance had already been closed for her just now.

The old ancestor was angry and angry, but he couldn't really kill her.

Once she died, only Nangong Lingyue was the only saintess of the Spirit Race. Saintess, almost impossible.

"What do you want to tell me?"

Hearing this, Chu Mo showed a fox-like smile.

It's time to negotiate terms, not bad.

"Let me accept the inheritance, forgive my mother's mistakes, let her go, and return to the flesh.

In a word, nothing will happen to me, my mother, or my daughter! "

(End of this chapter)