The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 1270: Start with strong 7

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"Who ..." Mo Yunqing found her head empty, and many things were disorganized and she couldn't figure out a clue.

"Yes, who is it? Who did you see at the last minute?" Mo Zi asked in a loud voice.

"Yes ... Yes ..." Mo Yunqing shook her head hard. Suddenly, she had a flash of light, remembering a little bit, "Daddy will keep Qing ... confinement ..."

"Yes, yes, it's bad for Dad, Dad closed Qing'er and put him in confinement." Mo Zixu quickly acknowledged his mistake, leading Mo Yunqing to continue, "After closing the confinement? How did the closed door open ? "

Mo Zixu felt something wrong with Mo Yunqing at this time.

Compared to her weekdays, she appears stiff, stiff, slow to respond, slow-moving, and looks like a puppet.

However, there is no doubt that only Mo Yunqing himself guessed who the real killer was.

"The door of the confinement chamber ..." Mo Yunqing moved the swollen brain cells with difficulty, recalling it over and over again.

Suddenly, her eyes brightened, and a pair of slender hands seized Mo Zixu, her knuckles turned pale, showing how excited she was!

"Daddy ... Su ... Su ... Su ..." Mo Yunqing was excited, he couldn't read the word clearly, he kept reading the word, how could he not pronounce the words after it!

"Book ... what is the book?" Mo Zixu completely did not understand, and hurriedly urged Mo Yunqing, "No hurry, you speak slowly!"

"Su ... Su ... Su ... Fall!" Mo Yunqing was excited, and finally read the word hard.

"Su Luo! It is Su Luo that killed you!" Mo Zi's face was instantly frosted and frowned, his fists clenched tightly!

"And ... Su ... Su ... Luo ... Yes ..." Suddenly, Mo Yunqing drew a fierce body and almost passed away again.

"What is Su Luo? You say it!" Mo Zixu urged loudly.

"Yes ... Yes ... empty ..." Mo Yunqing became more and more speechless, only trembling all over her body.

At this time, the sweat on Great Elder's forehead fell down one by one, and his already reached the extreme.

"Uncle, hold on for a while, just a moment!" Mo Zixu felt that the truth about Mo Yunqing's forthcoming will be very amazing, and he was not willing to give up.

Great Elder, although depressed, had to nod in agreement. As a result, Great Elder bit his tongue and stimulated his potential with temporary pain, allowing the spiritual power to continue.

"Instant ... instant ... instant ..." At this moment, Mo Yunqing felt as if swept by the autumn wind, his whole body shivered, his eyes turned upwards, only a white eye could be seen. She kept repeating the word, repeatedly.

Mo Zi's head is big.

"What are you talking about!" Mo Zi hurriedly urged.

"Instant ... instantly ... instantly ... kekekekekekekekeke" Mo Ziqing's nostrils, mouth, ears, and eyes continued to ooze blood, his face looked shocking. Backflow of throat bleeding caused her to cough violently.

At this moment, Mo's ancestors not far away suddenly turned around, and those lonely eyes rushed towards Mo Yunqing like sharp swords.

As he strode forward, a strong strong coercion came to Mo Yunqing.

"Say!" Mo's ancestor suddenly reached out, like an eagle grabbing a chick, holding Mo Yunqing's collar directly and holding her up in the air.