239 Crazy, cool, tough and handsome

239 is crazy, cool, tough and handsome

Mr. Duan's face is pale.

Fu Zilai's eyes have shown a faint look of fear.

Most of the other soul emperors have restrained the anger on their faces and are full of disbelief.

Is the center of the plane paralyzed?

The magic array here is carefully arranged by dozens of array masters of the evolution sect. Isn't it claimed that its stability has reached an unshakable point?

Why is it suddenly unable to operate?

990-foot high-rise building, if there is no such a formation, I'm afraid that the practitioners below the Soul Emperor will have to work hard to go up again. If the cultivation is lower, they don't even have the ability to go up.

And even as the soul emperor, he flew up and down and collided with each other inadvertently. In the center of Tai'a's big plane, this proud building known as the Dongyuan Empire must be in a mess?

The most important thing is that when the array suddenly stopped running, at least hundreds of people were still going up and down with the help of the array. Now, these people are trapped in the array.

If the array is suddenly damaged, these people will be devoured into pieces by the terrible power. Most of them are the appointees of the royal family of the Dongyuan Empire. They work here and their status is not low...

"I don't know if Mr. Duan knows that I don't represent the plane college here. Everything I do is a personal act. Therefore, you can retaliate unscrupulously!"

Mo Jian's arrogance at this moment was outrageous, and he said in a provocative tone, "But, do you dare?"

Mr. Duan clenched his teeth, and his eyes almost spewed fire. His face was faintly shining with strange blue light, as gloomy as a haze.

But he didn't say a word.

What Mo Jian said is not right at all. He really dares not. He dared not let half of the Tai'a plane center be destroyed, let alone let the life of the thousand prince be threatened.

Mr. Duan, when have you ever had such a splea?

But now, he has no choice but to swallow hard.

"Forget to tell you that the bones of Qianzi's whole body have been broken into pieces by me. If he doesn't pick them up within three hours, he will always be like this in his life!"

Mo Jian said slowly, "In addition, because of Mr. Duan's smart methods, my small formation was completely stimulated. The temperature inside will get lower and lower, and in another ten minutes, even the stone can freeze into powder. I believe that the thousand prince's body must not be as hard as a stone.

Everyone looked at it quickly. Sure enough, they saw the Qian prince who was still trembling violently, his face covered with ice and ** on the outside of his clothes, there was a layer of shocking bruise on his skin, and the trembling greatly slowed down. That's because of his vitality, which has even been shivered by the frozen instinctive reaction and can't continue to maintain it.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Mr. Duan roared word by word.

Mo Jian said coldly, "I hate people who don't know the depth of heaven and earth!" Mr. Duan, before you say these words, you'd better measure your situation. Do you want to beg me or me? If you want me to release the thousand princes and restore the array, you'd better take the gesture of begging me.

"You...you!" Mr. Duan gritted his teeth.

Mo Jian smiled coldly and said nothing more.

After brewing for a long time, Mr. Duan said extremely difficult and reluctantly, "Mo Jian, everything is too difficult to do. Stay on the front line and meet each other in the future. Let's stop!"

Mr. Duan's tone was absolutely soft enough, so when he said this, he felt very ashamed. He secretly looked at the soul emperors around him and saw that they all had different faces, and he felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't wait for a big mouth to slap on the damn stinky face of this bitch.

In the eyes of Fu Zilai and other soul emperors, Mr. Duan's tone and expression at this moment is simply incredible. Is this still the old prince Taifu Duan who is more coaxed than the top? What kind of apprentice, what kind of master. Prince Qian is plainly arrogant and arrogant, which is simply inherited from Mr. Duan. Of course, Lao Duan does have arrogant capital. The ninth-level cultivation of the Soul Emperor is one of the three most powerful people in the palace. The emperor is worshipped as a country and is regarded as a brother to the emperor of the current dynasty. How awesome!

So everyone feels that Mr. Duan's attitude at this moment is enough for his predecessors and his tone is weak enough. If Mr. Duan could say this to himself, would he still be unhappy for three hours?

Results——

"Is this your attitude?" Mo Jian rolled his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and sneered repeatedly. Obviously, he doesn't think Mr. Duan is religious enough.

"You! You! You! I'm the grass..."

Mr. Duan was furious, like a strong tiger, humiliated and angry to see his beloved concubine being occupied and enjoyed by other tigers! The old face of blue light flashed faintly, because there was a layer of blood under the anger. He stretched out his hand, trembled his fingers, pointed fiercely at Mo Jian, and almost scolded how vulgar and despicable words such as a person like him.

However, Mr. Duan wanted to roar and curse.

He deeply felt that there were no more words, which could better express the fierce emotions in his heart like a pot of porridge.

Of course he didn't, because he didn't dare.

In his opinion, although he can slap the teenager in front of him to death, he dares not joke about the prince's life and the center of the Tai'a plane.

In a crazy battle between heaven and people, Mr. Duan actually restrained his emotions, reflected an excellent psychological quality, his tone was gentle, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Mo, if you have any requirements, just put them forward, I will try my best to do it!"

Fu Zilai and other soul emperors were completely stunned.

Mr. Duan used to be like a proud shepherd dog, but now he is like a soft pug.

However, everyone can think of what kind of murder should spread in his heart while Mr. Duan endured such humiliation!

"This is still a human word."

Mo Jian was finally satisfied and said lukewarmly, "It's very simple. Let your thousand prince apologize for the people who occupied Zhao Ji's grocery store and compensate them for all their losses. In addition, when he built the Yujing Palace, the demolition fee of all the occupied land was 20% higher according to the market price of the Three Imperial City, and a soul stone should not be less.

Mr. Duan gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "The compensation is small, but it seems unreasonable to let the crown prince apologize to the poor?"

"The poor are not human? What is the prince?" Mo Jian sneered, and even because of this sentence, his anger rose by three points and shouted, "Although the thousand prince was injured lightly, he could receive the broken bone in less than three hours by your means. Within three days, the broken bone will heal initially. Therefore, in three days, I will hear that all my requests will be implemented!"

Mr. Duan hesitated for a while, but still said in a low voice, "Okay! I will agree with you as the crown prince! Let go of the prince and let the illusion array recover!"

I saw Mo Jian stretching out his finger and gently looked ordinary. Not to mention the soul emperor, this is the action of the soul warrior. However, the large array, which had stopped running, suddenly started again.

The thousand prince's bones were broken, but he was magically controlled by a small array of cold cells and bowed his head and knelt down.

Bangdang!

The small array of the prison suddenly disappeared, and the thousand prince fell straight on the ice, and his whole body was like a curved popsicle.

Mr. Duan's eyes were full of murderousness, and he picked it up. The fiery soul power rolled over the predecessor of the thousand prince, and the water flowed from the prince.

Holding the thousand prince who had fallen into a deep coma, Mr. Duan took a fierce look at Mo Jian, and turned to fly up with a threatening gesture that we were looking at.

"I can tell you responsibly."

Mo Jian suddenly opened his mouth, throwing his mouth, and said word by word, "Three days later, if I don't get the news that you have completed my request, I will definitely take action again. Even if you put down a copper wall and iron wall, you will not be able to stop me from turning the thousand prince disabled! If you want revenge, I will welcome you infinitely to see if I will kill you. Also, help me bring a word to Emperor Dongyuan, and Mo Jian will visit him in a few days!"

Mr. Duan snorted coldly and disappeared without a trace of the thousand princes.

The soul emperor thought that Mr. Duan would come forward, and even if the other party was Mo Jian, he would kill him. Even if you don't kill, at least you will be severely disabled. Who could have expected that it would be such a disgraceful result in the end?

For a moment, everyone felt ashamed and dared not look directly in the face of Mo Jian's fierce eyes.

Mo Jian's eyes fell on Du Yipin, the person at the helm of the Yipin gambling game who just arrived.

Du Yipin smiled faintly, probably because he was better than once in Mo Jian's hand. His smile was calm, which was actually the only strange thing left among the soul emperors. He said lurely, "It turned out that it was Mr. Mo Jian who gambled with me before, which was disrespectful and disrespectful! If Mr. Mo still wants to try his luck, Du Yipin is waiting for you at any time.

"I'll be here soon!" Mo Jian said lightly.

From the dialogue between the two, the soul emperor immediately understood that the two had a confrontation on the gambling table before, and it was the victory of Du Yipin, who had been known as the god of gambling for many years. Many people have established their poor self-confidence at the moment, and when they look at Mo Jian, they feel that it is nothing more than that.

"Master Fu, I'm going to my room. Do you have any problem?" Mo Jiandao.

Fu Zilai smiled. Previously, Mo Jian played great power in front of him, which made Mr. Duan's wish to be fierce. He was the strongest. Unfortunately, he was disappointed and said, "Naturally, the prince has paid for a hundred days of house, please!"

Mo Jian's body suddenly flew into the sky and disappeared into the vast void in an instant. The next moment, he flew into the first floor from the window that had been broken by his claws.

"Ah, ah, ah... I'm so happy, I'm so happy..." Qing Chan has long been moved by Mo Jian's Wang Ba's anger. He was so excited that he was intoxicated. He immediately screamed and even forgot the injury of Tianlei's body.

"Is it cool?" Mo Jian's happy way. He just pretended to be a comparison, and he thought it was very good.

"Cool! That's great! The beautiful old lion. In the past, the cultivation of the Zhennan Emperor was higher than yours, and he did not dare to be so domineering in the imperial capital! Young man, you are so awesome. The old lion is about to fall in love with you!" Qingchan shouted loudly.

"Get out! Don't fall in love with me!" Mo Jian said happily, "Actually, I'm also very happy."

Then, he said with a sense of inquiry: "Qing Chan, describe my performance just now in one word, move your lion brain, hurry up!"

Qing Chan roared in the Qing Emperor's bow, patted his front paws dozens of times, and said with a hammer: "Crazy, cool, dragging, fierce and handsome!"