Chapter 1097 Are You Going to Force Her?

This time the so-called Ye Hongfeng was also pretended to be possessed by her. She is the descendant of a family of witchcraft. Long Siye controls...

Mo Zhao smiled lightly: "Wuyan, are you trying to hold me back?"

There was a pause for a few seconds: "Wuyan got a great piece of news, which can allow the Lord to fulfill his wish, but Wuyan also wants to know the news about Long Siye, and I hope the Lord will let you know."

"Wuyan, you are quite courageous!" Mo Zhao's voice cooled down.

"Honorable Master, what Wuyan is doing this time is death, no matter whether the Venerable Master succeeds or not, Wuyan should have no possibility of rebirth, and Long Siye is Wuyan's obsession..."

"He's fine! Since I promised you, I will keep my promise and keep him alive."

"Wuyan wants to hear his voice."

"Bold! You don't believe in this deity!?"

"Don't dare, this is Wuyan's last thought." Wu Wuyan didn't flinch.

Mo Zhao was silent for a moment: "Forget it, for the sake of your faithfulness in doing things for this deity, this deity will let you listen to his voice." He disappeared from the room in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was In that cell, Long Siye was sitting there drowsily in the cell. He was wearing a heavy spirit lock, and no matter how deep the spirit power was, he couldn't use it.

He raised his head when he heard the movement, glanced at him with a pair of sharp eyes, then lowered his head again.

"Sect Master Long, do you know who this deity is?"

Long Siye lowered his eyes slightly like an old monk in meditation, and ignored him at all.

Mo Zhao smiled, opened his fan with a bang, and slapped it twice leisurely: "Sect Master Long really doesn't remember me, you have seen illnesses for me."

He laughed like a spring, everyone loved him, but Long Siye still didn't seem to hear him, and ignored him.

Mo Zhao sighed, and finally resorted to his trump card: "In a few days, the Venerable will be able to marry Xijiu, don't you congratulate the Venerable?"

Long Siye suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning: "Are you going to force her?!" His voice was a little hoarse due to several days of torture, but it was still pleasant to hear.

Mo Zhao's smile became warmer: "How come? This deity will not force people in this respect, so boring? This deity will make her marry him willingly."

"Dream!" Long Siye closed his eyes again. Based on his understanding of Gu Xijiu, even if she lost her memory of this life, she would not easily fall in love with anyone again, let alone the person in front of her. It's just a dream to ask her to marry someone willingly now.

Mo Zhao's voice was gentle: "Are you dreaming? There is nothing I can't do that I want to do. In half a month at most, I will marry her. You have contributed a lot to this matter. I will treat you to a glass of wedding wine at that time." .”

"You want to drug her?!"

Mo Zhao raised his head and smiled: "This—this deity's method is not just medicine."

Long Siye clenched his fingers tightly: "If you really like her, try to make her fall in love with you instead of using those despicable methods. You can be regarded as a majestic lord, how can you be so worthless?"

Mo Zhao squinted at him: "Long Siye, you seem to be full of Gu Xijiu in your heart, you don't care about Ye Hongfeng anymore?"

Long Siye was stifled, and sneered: "Do you care? I never cared about her! She caused me to make a big mistake, but it's a pity I didn't kill her myself..."

Mo Zhao sighed: "She did control you with spells and drugs, but the drugs just magnified your inner demons infinitely. How dare you say that you didn't kill Gu Xijiu and let her reappear in the body you created?" Thoughts on resurrection?"