Mo Qun was really afraid that the "aunt" in front of him would kill him with one sword.

In his heart, he kept praying that his son Mo Mi would arrive soon, but as time passed, he still did not see Mo Mi.

At this moment, Mo Qun suddenly frowned when he saw the fair and beautiful face in front of him, as if he showed impatience.

Seeing her like this, Mo Qun immediately spoke again and said to Zi Zhuier: "Miss, wait for a while, you are waiting for a while! My father just sent me a message and came soon."

Mo Qun said this just to continue to delay.

He sent an urgent message to his son, but at this moment, he did not receive any echo of Mo Mi.

"Yes!" Zi Zhuoer nodded to Mo Qun.

Then, the star sword that pressed against Mo Qun's throat moved and instantly pierced into his throat.

With a "pu" sound, a bright red blood splattered, and the sword of stars pierced from Mo Qun's throat and then penetrated from his back neck.

"You...you...you..." Mo Qun's painful face stared at her extremely big eyes, staring at the purple-clothed girl in front of her.

He really didn't expect that she suddenly took action and killed herself at this moment.

Just now... I just received a message from my father in the jade slip. My father said... he will arrive soon.

And he also said that a big shot was invited to come with him.

With a father and a big shot, maybe... I will be out of danger soon.

But...no.

Mo Li has never had that opportunity. At this moment, life is constantly passing by, and consciousness is constantly retreating from his mind like a tide.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Qun's head lowered his force, and then the body remained motionless.

Mo Qun, the second son of the Mo family, died here!

"Father! Father!" Seeing that Mo Qun was really dead, a young roar of extremely sadness rang out from the crowd behind him.

Mo An, son of Mo Qun!

Seeing the horror of the woman in purple before, Mo An followed the crowd and kept retreating. When he saw his father being hit by a sword, he didn't say a word, for fear that the other party would attack him when he learned his identity.

At this moment, seeing his biological father being killed in front of him, Mo An could no longer control the grief in his heart and shouted loudly at the front.

However, although he shouted, Mo An did not rush over, and he did not dare to rush forward.

I was killed by this "ruthless" woman, let alone myself.

It's just a matter of rushing forward to it.

Until now, Zi Zhu'er has killed two people from the Mo family.

When she killed these two, there was no fluctuation in her heart.

They should die! Especially that Mo Qun!

When the abandoned land went to the back mountain, Zi Zhu'er had heard the new and old man say that the person who entered the Gu Grandma's house that night and ordered his subordinates to beat Gu Grandma to death was the son of Mo Mi, the head of the Mo family.

Although I don’t know which son it was, Zi Zhuaner had already planned to not let Mo Mi go and every son he had.

In her impression, Mo Mi had four sons back then!

"Grandma Gu died tragically at the hands of these crazy people. These people must die! They must die!" Zi Zhuier said in regret.

The next moment, the star sword that pierced Mo Qun's throat disappeared instantly.

"Ah!" Everyone in the courtyard suddenly heard another roar of pain incredibly painful sounded.

This painful roar came from the mouth of Mo An, son of Mo Qun. The disappeared star sword pierced through Mo An's throat at this moment.

Mo An was also as if Mo Qun had died, his eyes widened, staring at Zi Zhuier.

But soon, there was no sound.

"hiss!"

"Mo...Mo An is dead too!"

"This...who is this!"

"This... is young, but he is so cruel to start!"

"Shh, whisper! Don't you want to live anymore?"

"Can we still live? Didn't you hear it? She just said that she was the one who destroyed our Mo family! She is planning to destroy our Mo family!"

...

A series of shocking voices kept coming from everyone's mouths.

They were afraid of the "female devil" in front of them, but... they did not dare to act rashly.

They have heard of and witnessed many such scenes in the God War Continent.

When someone dares to escape by chance, he will inevitably suffer a brutal blow from this "female devil" just as he moves.

Then, she will inevitably say something similar to "Whoever dares to move will die."

It is best to wait for the head of the family to come to an end!

They already knew that only the powerful head of the family could deal with this powerful enemy!

"Bang!" Two "bang" sounds, the bodies of Mo Qun and Mo An and his son fell to the ground one after another.

After killing the two fathers and sons, Zi Zhuer did not move anymore and stood quietly like this.

She began to wait and sensed the world.

...

"Ah! Qun'er! An'er! Ah!" And at this moment, everyone suddenly heard a roar of anger and suddenly resounded.

In the void, an old man with white hair, white beard and extremely rough appearance, appeared and roared angrily at the bottom of his grief.

"Honor!"

"It's the head of the family!"

"The head of the family is here!"

"The head of the family is finally here!"

"It's saved! We're finally saved!"

...

The old man who was like a lion seemed to be the head of the Mo family, Mo Mi.

When Mo Mi arrived, the Mo family members who had just become depressed seemed to see hope in an instant.

Their head Mo Mi is a powerful existence in the seventh level of the realm of the True God. In the entire Demon City, no five people can win!

Although the little girl in purple was strong, she was so young that they believed that she would definitely not be the enemy of the head of the family.

With a "boom", Mo Mi's body landed strongly, and a burst of extremely violent explosion sounded.

The entire courtyard was violently shocked by his arrival.

"You! You dare to kill my son! Kill my grandson! I will make you die a bad death!" Mo Mi, who fell to the ground, roared angrily at Zi Zhu'er in front of him.

Looking at the corpses of his son and grandson, the white-haired man sent a black-haired man. This feeling of life being worse than death has made him crazy.

At this moment, he really wanted to tear the woman in front of him into pieces.

No! When I tear her to pieces, I will make her feel in pain. Life is worse than death! Ah!

"Mo! Mi!" Looking at the tall and mighty white-haired old man in front of him, Zi Zhuier slowly spit out this name.

If you want to say that the one who impressed the most in the Mohist school back then was this person!
Chapter completed!