"Gang Master, Master, Gang Master, look, I'm here!"

Ye Wuming left, and Mo Lang pushed the three pigs to Lu Yao's house, unable to hide his excitement and did not take the matter outside into his heart.

Lu Yao stood outside the door, glanced at him casually, and joked: "You still care about the pig!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Peng chased after him with a gloomy face. He was very fast and said fiercely: "Little devil, go to death!"

As the 60-yuan king, Meng Ranjiangshan's disciples naturally could not stop him.

Mo Lang felt a cool breeze behind him, so he hurriedly avoided him and shouted, "Gangmaster, please help me!"

At this time, Mo Li rushed out of the kitchen not far away with a kitchen knife, and used all his strength to shoot the kitchen knife as a dart towards Qi Peng who was on his breath.

But not only did this sword not hit Qi Peng, but it completely angered him.

As the King of Yuan, he was defeated repeatedly in the face of a group of children with big fucks.

Do you want this face?

Qi Peng glared angrily, like a wild geese, and in an instant he came to Mo Li. The tall figure looked down at Mo Li and reached out to her slender neck.

Mo Li was frightened by Qi Peng's Yuanli, and his weak body could not avoid it at all. He could only watch the big hand approaching.

She had no regrets in her heart. If time went back and could do it again, she would still choose to throw out the kitchen knife without hesitation to attract Qi Peng for her brother.

When Mo Lang saw this scene, his liver and gallbladder were chapped and roared anxiously.

At the critical moment, a silver needle was shot silently under Lu Yao's powerful mental power, as fast as red thunder, hitting Qi Peng's neck.

In an instant, Qi Peng's outstretched palm stopped in mid-air, only half a centimeter away from Mo Li's slender jade neck. His whole body was like a sculpture, and only his eyes could move.

Lu Yao's needle was impartial and inserted into Qi Peng's Huiyuan point. While sealing his Yuan power, he also paralyzed his movement power.

Qi Peng was trapped, Mo Li relaxed all over, and suddenly collapsed in place, gasping heavily, feeling like she was dying. Her underwear was wet with cold sweat. What happened just now was too terrifying for her.

"I dare to come to the country of Meng Ran to seek death. I really don't know how to live or die." Lu Yao sneered softly, with disdain in his eyes.

It can be seen that Qi Peng's whole body began to sweat. He didn't understand what was wrong with him, why his body suddenly became out of control, and the energy in his whole body was also disintegrating and could not be lifted up.

"Gangmaster! You took action just now?" Mo Lang swallowed his saliva, slashed at Lu Yao in shock, and asked softly.

Lu Yao glanced at him, as if he was looking at an idiot: "If I didn't take action, who else could there be? Go and see your sister quickly, don't be foolish in front of me!"

Mo Lang reacted and rushed towards Mo Li and helped her up.

Mo Li looked at his carefree brother and felt deeply disgusted and gave him a fierce look.

Lu Yao walked out of the house, walked light steps, came to Qi Peng, looked up and down, and sneered: "I didn't kill you, but I actually came to die by myself!"

Qi Peng couldn't speak, so he could only stare at Lu Yao with his eyes wide open and glaring at him.

Seeing this, Mo Lang stood up, jumped up with a flying step, and swung his body 360 degrees in the air, and waved his hand and slapped it heavily on Qi Peng's face.

hiss----

Mo Lang took a breath of cold air. When he used too much force when he slapped his palms, his palms were numb and painful.

A faint red palm print appeared on Qi Peng's cheek.

"Damn scumbag, a bad beast, you dare to glare at the leader of my gang? You are looking for death! You still glar at me! Eat me!" Mo Lang shook his hand and raised his leg and kicked Qi Peng's crotch.

Although Qi Peng is a 60-yuan Yuan Wang strongman, as a man, his crotch is still the most fragile cover!

At this moment, Lu Yao and Mo Li could almost hear the sound of two eggs shattering.

Qi Peng was so painful that his head was full of sweat, his whole face turned purple, his eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes were even more cracked, and he was furious.

However, he had no choice but to move at all.

"It's boring, Mo Lang, you can kill this person, be clean and neat." Lu Yao shook his head slowly and turned around and left.

Mo Lang subconsciously shouted: "Okay!" But the next second, he reacted and asked in a low voice: "Kill him?"

He grew up so old that although he had seen murderers, he had never killed anyone.

And this first time, the one who was going to kill was a 60-yuan Yuan King, a young general of the Great Qin Empire!

This incident caught him off guard!

"Yes, kill him. You have to hurry up. My silver needle can only seal him for half an hour. Within half an hour, if you can't kill him and he will regain his freedom, you can do it yourself!" Lu Yao said softly without looking back, not taking Qi Peng's life in his heart.

Mo Lang frowned when he heard this and did not take action immediately.

His sister Mo Li was anxious to watch, so she hurriedly ran back to the kitchen, took out another kitchen knife, handed it to him, and whispered: "Brother, hurry up! Master Gang is testing you! Don't let Master Gang disappoint Master Gang!"

Mo Lang focused his head, made up his mind, took the sharp and sharp kitchen knife, gritted his teeth and waved it, and chopped it towards Qi Peng's neck.

With the sound of a blade entering the flesh, the expected scene of the ripe melon falling to the ground did not appear.

The kitchen knife just stuck on Qi Peng's neck, about two centimeters of the meat.

Qi Peng is a Yuan King at the 60 yuan level or a general. He can refine his body. His defense is far superior to that of a cultivator at the same level, and his blood power is extremely strong.

It is normal that Mo Lang did not kill this knife in seconds.

"The neck is hard enough!" Mo Lang said viciously, then pulled out the kitchen knife and chopped it down again.

This knife also cut two centimeters into the depth!

Poor Qi Peng wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide. A child was chopped on his neck with a kitchen knife and cut it twice in a row. This was a great shame for him.

At this moment, he wished he would die soon, but his blood was strong and it was hard to die.

Seeing that two swords failed, Mo Lang was furious and returned two more swords.

Qi Peng's neck was cut and curled, but he was still not dead.

Another important reason why he died so hard is Lu Yao’s silver needle!

The silver needle is a level 7 element. While sealing his energy, it also sealed his pulse, allowing blood to flow in the body at an extremely slow speed.

"Brother, you're so useless! Didn't you eat in the morning?" Mo Li frowned and looked disgusted.
Chapter completed!