The elders and disciples of Qinghuan Sect present only knew that Mo Yutong was going to marry Wu Lifan.

But now, Song Minghong, the powerful man in the Zhongshen Court, changed the statement after arriving at the Qinghuan Sect, and wanted Mo Yutong to become a slave, and a slave that everyone could play with. How could these people present not be stunned?

Song Minghong was extremely angry at the news of Song Hongzhi's death. He completely wanted to release his inner anger. Since Mo Yutong and Shen Feng had a good relationship, he would let Mo Yutong live in pain every day.

Jiang Xingxian, the first person to come back to his senses, immediately smiled and said, "Senior, we all follow your arrangements in Qinghuan Sect."

"Senior, since you don't like this little girl Mo Yutong, then letting her become a maid is naturally the punishment she should have."

Instead, he turned around, looked at Mo Yutong, and said, "Bitch, why don't you kneel down and thank senior for your punishment?"

"This senior from the Central God Court can punish you, which is definitely an honor for you."

After hearing Jiang Xingxian's words, Mo Yutong finally reacted. Her face suddenly turned pale. She could not imagine what she would happen next.

Many disciples and elders of Qinghuan Sect around him looked at Mo Yutong all changed. Mo Yutong was once the youngest daughter of the sect leader, and she was like a little witch in the sect.

Now that the powerful men from the Zhongshen Court spoke, they naturally wanted to have some fun with Mo Yutong, after all, Mo Yutong is really good-looking.

Wu Lifan was not angry about this. After all, in his opinion, women were like clothes. However, he wanted to be the first to wear this dress. He bowed to Song Minghong and said, "Senior, I am the dog taken in by Mr. Song. I wonder if you know my existence!"

"I have a request here, can you promise me?"

"I want to be the first to play with Mo Yutong, of course I can see that my seniors are extremely disgusted with this little girl, so I am willing to play with Mo Yutong in public to let her understand what the slave means!"

Song Minghong felt that Wu Lifan was a little interesting. Since he was Song Qianliu's dog, his face also eased a little and said, "Since you have this interest, I will naturally fulfill you. From now on, you can play with this little girl here as much as possible."

After Mo Yutong felt Wu Lifan's gaze, her body trembled unconsciously, and her teeth were biting her lips tightly.

Mo Xianglun took a step and the aura of the ninth level of the Soul-Sculpting Realm on his body exploded completely. He stared at Song Minghong and said, "The Zhongshen Court is the overlord in the second level of heaven and the representative of the righteous path. Are the strong people in the Zhongshen Court bullying people too much like this?"

As the great elder, Jiang Xiusheng immediately shouted: "Mo Xianglun, you are not qualified to talk to this senior, why don't you kneel down and admit your mistake quickly!"

Mo Xianglun was indifferent, but his aura became stronger and stronger, and his eyes were filled with endless anger.

Seeing this, a sneer flashed on the corner of his mouth, and then his figure disappeared from the spot instantly.

In response to this, Mo Xianglun's eyes could not capture Song Minghong's figure at all, when he frowned.

There was a "bang".

The terrifying palm wind burst on Mo Xianglun's body, and a large mass of blood mist exploded from his body, and he flew backwards towards the back, spitting blood from his mouth.

He had no resistance in front of Song Minghong.

Mo Yuxin and Mo Yutong rushed towards Mo Xianglun first, and those Mo Xianglun's direct descendants also stepped back.

As for the elders and disciples who supported Jiang Xingxian and others, after seeing Mo Xianglun's miserable appearance, they had no sympathy at all, and they simply felt that Mo Xianglun deserved it.

Song Minghong, whose figure reappeared, looked at Mo Xianglun who was unable to get up and said, "It's not your turn to evaluate Zhongshen Court!"

"You are just a cultivator at the ninth level of the Soul-Shaping Realm. You are as insignificant as a speck of dust in front of the Central God Court!"

Jiang Xingxian, who was standing beside him, hurriedly said: "Senior, you don't need to be angry about such a person."

"In the future, I will personally nullify his cultivation and let him stay in the Qinghuan Sect forever and be the lowest-level servant."

Song Minghong was very satisfied with this arrangement. After all, sometimes killing a person is not the best means of punishment.

Mo Yuxin and Mo Yutong helped Mo Xianglun up. Although they had endless anger in their hearts, they had no ability to confront Song Minghong at all.

Wu Lifan took a step forward and said, "Mo Yutong, you'd better not think about committing suicide."

"If you die, I don't think this senior will let anyone in your lineage go."

After hearing this, Song Minghong smiled and said, "Yes, if you dare to commit suicide, then I can guarantee that people in your lineage will live in painful torture forever."

After hearing Song Minghong's words, Wu Lifan pointed at Mo Yuxin, then said to Song Minghong: "Senior, this is Mo Yutong's own sister. Why not let her become a slave too!"

"I'd like to play with these two bitches in public."

Song Minghong admired Wu Lifan's behavior more and more. He said, "Okay, this little girl's sister must also become a slave."

Mo Yuxin and Mo Yutong's bodies became tense. Mo Xianglun, who was seriously injured, bit his teeth tighter and tighter, and blood was constantly flowing out from the corners of his mouth.

"You will definitely not die well." Mo Xianglun roared.

Mo Yuxin and Mo Yutong finally knelt down to Song Minghong. Although they wanted to let Song Minghong die without a burial place, the two of them had to think about the people of their lineage.

"We two are willing to become slaves, but people from our lineage cannot be tortured at all. You must let them go." Mo Yuxin said in a trembling voice.

Mo Xianglun wanted to work hard to improve his momentum again, but he found that the mysterious energy in his meridians was intermittent and could not be operated at all.

In response to this, Song Minghong sneered: "What qualifications do you have to bargain with me?"

"You two can resist!"

After Wu Lifan heard what Song Minghong said, his steps continued to step towards Mo Yutong and Mo Yuxin.

at this time.

A figure rushed into the square of Qinghuan Sect.

The person who came was Shen Feng. He saw Mo Yutong and Mo Yuxin kneeling at Song Minghong. He looked at the situation at the scene. Although it seemed that he was a little late, it was not too late.

Song Minghong's eyes instantly froze on Shen Feng.

Shen Feng's eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Old dog, do you know that you will die miserably today?"
Chapter completed!