Prime Minister Ning is furious!

Who said he wanted to die?

This stinky girl is so unreasonable!

"You're an old man and you're not ashamed. You dare to fabricate facts in front of so many people and stage some cruel tricks!"

"False, true and false!"

"The one who pushed your grandson into the worm pile was my brother, Mo Yan, the young master of the Mo clan. What's the matter with Ren Mu Mansion?"

Mo Ling'er put the giant ax on her shoulder, put one hand on her hips, looked down at the old man who was still kneeling on the ground, and said with disgust.

"People like you live a really miserable life. You know why your grandson died, but you don't dare to trouble the rightful owner. You only dare to vent your anger on others!"

"Pathetic! Angry! Deplorable!"

The people watching were confused.

Is that what it looks like?

After all, no one would take the initiative to take responsibility for themselves and admit that their brother killed someone.

If what this girl said is true, then what Old Prime Minister Ning did was so unreasonable!

"Don't talk nonsense, you stinky girl. It was clearly the girl from the Mu family who pushed my grandson into the worm pile!" Old Prime Minister Ning refused to give up and continued to quibble.

There is nothing he can do to deal with the Black Ink Clan.

But for the Mu Mansion, as long as you control it well and accumulate the resentment of the people, one person can kill people with just a spit of spit!

He has been dissatisfied with Mu Ling for a long time!

Now Wu'er died because of his granddaughter.

New grudges and old grudges erupt in an instant!

Not only did he want to avenge Wu'er, but he also wanted to discredit the grandfather and grandson!

Let the high-ranking and respected General Mu fall from the altar!

He wants to expose his hypocritical mask in front of the world.

He is not as powerful as Mu Ling!

But Wuer is dead!

The dead are the best weapons!

He swore that even if he couldn't defeat Old Man Mu, he would ruthlessly peel off a layer of his skin!

"You want to die, don't you? How dare you lie!"

Mo Ling'er was stunned, and the giant ax was placed on Old Man Ning's neck again!

The heavy force made Prime Minister Ning's old bones tremble slightly, but his eyes were particularly firm and not timid.

"My grandson is already dead. There is no point in surviving. You can kill me if you want! But you can't avenge your grandson. I won't die in peace!"

As he said that, he closed his eyes and looked like he was begging for death.

He finally figured out that this stinky girl didn't really intend to kill him.

Otherwise, he would have died just now!

This attitude made everyone who had doubts about him immediately dispel their doubts.

Look, how pitiful it is!

Prime Minister Ning is old and it is time to enjoy family happiness.

As a result, the grandson who was the only descendant was gone.

Bolt from the blue! I’m in so much pain!

Any one of them would hate the culprit.

I will try my best to get revenge.

Naturally, you won’t have the heart to calculate anything else?

Prime Minister Ning did not lie. The one who lied was General Mu.

The eyes of everyone looking at General Mu suddenly became complicated.

"Old man, I will help you!" Mu Jingyu, who had been looking at him for a long time, was so angry that he rushed up and kicked him hard.

Mo Ling'er's giant ax was withdrawn in time.

Under the huge impact, Prime Minister Ning's old bones were like broken branches and leaves, and he fell to the ground.

Everyone exclaimed and collectively held their breath.

Mu Fu, you are so bullying!

"Stupid, stop it!"

Mu Jingyu wanted to kick him, but General Mu stopped him in time.

Old General Mu Ling is so angry!

Old man Ning deliberately provoked them in order to show off his misfortune in front of the onlookers!

The harder they beat and the more brutal they were, the more the people's hearts became biased.

This is public opinion!

Old man Ning is trying to use public opinion to crush them!

But the three boys rushed up without thinking...

Stupid, beyond stupid!

"Since Prime Minister Ning is so confused and wants to be buried with his grandson, I, the young master, will help you!"

"However, just killing you is not enough!"

"Or, strangle the entire Ning family and leave no one alive?"

On the wheelchair, a handsome man in a black robe suddenly spoke!

Those dark jade-like eyes gradually turned red, filled with storm and bloodlust.

The aura around the body surged, and in an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and dark clouds surged!

The majestic spiritual pressure makes people breathless, and countless spiritual energy is like sharp blades, twisting towards everyone in the Ning Mansion...

The spiritual blades circled around their bodies, tearing their clothes, stabbing their skin, cutting off their hair...

"Spare your life, spare your life..."

"It's none of our business. It's the head of the family's decision. It has nothing to do with us!"

"No, I don't want to die, I don't want to be buried with Ning Xuewu!"

…

Screams and cries of pain filled my ears.

Everyone fell to the ground and begged for mercy, regretting it endlessly!

They shouldn't be here...

It was the Prime Minister, it was the Prime Minister who harmed them...

Old Prime Minister Ning was dumbfounded.

how so?

"This young master is not General Mu, and I don't have his kind heart!"

"Do you think that by slandering Qian Qian and pushing the accusation to Mu Mansion, I won't do anything to you?"

"The fiancée who bullied my young master will end up dead!"

Mo Yan snorted coldly, and a terrifying coercion struck Old Prime Minister Ning.

Old Prime Minister Ning made a snap and fell to the ground, being pressed hard to the ground by that terrifying spiritual pressure.

"No, your Excellency, young master, please calm down. I was wrong! Please, Your Highness, please let me and everyone in my house go!"

Old Prime Minister Ning, who was lying on the ground, was frightened.

People who admire old people are afraid of what others say and will be wary of them.

But the young master of the Black Ink Clan will not.

In his eyes, Mo Yan at this moment was like a life-seeking Shura who had returned from hell. The spiritual pressure pressing on him was advancing and could kill him at any time.

No, he doesn't dare to gamble!

He only wanted to avenge his grandson, but he never thought of risking the lives of the entire family.

"Brother, calm down! You can't continue to use spiritual power!" Mo Ling'er looked at her young master brother nervously, her charming face full of panic.
To be continued...