Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 821: Recover the Eastern Alliance 3

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At this time, the head of the Chen family was unable to retreat even if he wanted to because of the mysterious energy barrier. At the same time, he has no chance to make any move and will undoubtedly end his own way of survival. How can he compete with the advanced Qingxuan with just his junior level? !

Death, death! As if smiling at him...

Two or three meters away, Mo Liancheng paused suddenly, turned around and sat on the chair next to him, showing a slightly lazy posture, and asked with a smile: "You seem to be very nervous."

"Mo, Young Master Mo, we are also forced to have no choice. Allowing thousands of people to flood into the Eastern Region will definitely cause chaos in public security. After discussion, everyone will unanimously decide to temporarily manage a few cities for you, so that you can Come to settle the refugees and prevent them from being occupied by soul hunters." The head of the Chen family said with a sad face, as if he had done something good but was misunderstood by his master.

It's just that it's full of loopholes.

One of the doubts: If you really want to settle the refugees, do you need to occupy the Black Ink Clan's city?

Doubt No. 2: Is it necessary to imprison all the families affiliated with the Black Ink Clan, that is, the city lords and family members who manage those cities? ! Life and death are still unknown.

Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng said nothing, only sneered lightly.

A slight chill enveloped the barrier.

For a moment, he said quietly: "If you really want to help, why don't you send people to kill the soul hunters? Aren't the soul hunters always the public enemies of Xuanling Continent? When did they become the only ones left? The Black Ink Clan is fighting the Soul Hunters? Why? Do you want to imitate the Murong Family...find an opportunity to devour the Black Ink Clan?"

As soon as these words came out, the head of the Chen family wiped his hands in cold sweat.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and a small golden cord wrapped around his neck for unknown reasons. You don't need to experience the sharp feeling to know that Mo Liancheng only needs to move his wrist slightly, and his head will definitely move.

Mo Liancheng did not waste time, his eyes were filled with gloom, and he said indifferently: "I am not here to listen to sophistry. Seeing that you treat the people of the Mo clan quite well. I will give you two choices, one, Submit to the Black Ink Clan, and respect the Black Ink Clan from now on. Second,...die."

"!!!......"

Master Chen was stunned!

Just when he was about to say something, Mo Liancheng raised his eyes and said strangely: "You only have a chance to say a word."

Clan Master Chen swallowed the words abruptly, with a hint of trembling in his eyes.

A chance for a sentence? !

What does it mean? That is to say, he can only say one sentence! Choose one or two? If you have no choice in the first sentence, or if you talk nonsense, you will die immediately! Don't give him a chance to make excuses. In other words, if you don’t want to listen to nonsense, just choose!

Refuse is death!

To say unnecessary words is to die!

Tough attitude, domineering and intimidating.

"Have you thought clearly? I am in a hurry and have to go to the next one." Mo Liancheng said with a faint smile on his lips, flicking his fingers, "Thanks to you guys getting together this time, I can save the time." It has saved me a lot of time and trouble." It seemed that killing them was like killing a few chickens raised in one's own yard, easy and casual.

Half a moment.

Mo Liancheng's patience seemed to have run out.

Su raised his hand and was about to take action——

"I choose one! Return to the Black Ink Clan." Suddenly, the head of the Chen family hurriedly shouted in panic.

At this time, his old face was extremely blue and sweating profusely.

The beads of sweat on my forehead were falling drop by drop.

He had to choose one, in the face of death! No one is afraid. What's more, others may not know much about Mo Liancheng, but through Gina, he has already understood it.