"Sect Master! Sect Master!"

A man ran in panic!

"Why are you so panicked? What a moral character!"

Mo Tang frowned and said.

"Sect Master! There was someone just now, and I don't know who it was. He threw a head at my Shenji Gate."

Mo Tang frowned!

"Hmm? What does this mean? Provoke my Shenjimen?"

"This is of course a provocation. Whose head belongs to this? Could it be a disciple of my Shenji Sect?"

"I don't know, I really can't recognize it. It seems... I don't have such a person in my impression."

“Come on and take a look.”

Then he placed the cloth bag on the table.

Mo Tang waved his hand and opened the cloth bag.

An ugly head was presented there!

"It's so disgusting! Whose is this?"

"So ugly, with bumps on your face. Isn't this the sequelae of practicing evil skills?"

"It seems that my Shenji Sect does not have such a disciple."

“…”

Those people were talking about it.

And Mo Tang sat there with a trembling body!

He stared at the head with wide eyes!

As a father, even if Mo Bai became like this, he could still recognize him.
Chapter completed!