Chapter 2284 Young Master of the Demon Dao

Lu Zijia has already made a promise, although everyone is still a little reluctant, but there is nothing they can do.

I can only hope in my heart that the Array Court will be able to live up to its expectations, and it would be better not to make them wait in vain like the Refining Institute.

As a result, everyone expressed their understanding of Lu Zijia's approach, and also expressed their willingness to wait for the court to refine the array with the magic array.

No way, they now have no other choice but to wait.

After all, none of them have the courage to force Lu Zijia in public, right?

But soon, the people who were still miserable were attracted by the good things on the eight stalls in a blink of an eye, and they were so happy that they could not find Bei.

The people on this side are happy, but the demons on the other side are extremely angry.

"Oh! What a Lu Zijia!"

After listening to the report of his subordinates, Mo You, the young master of the Demon Dao, who was sitting on the throne on the stairs, laughed angrily, and his brown eyes were full of sinister colors.

Liao Sisi, who was wearing exposed clothes and leaning on Mo You's arms as soft as bones, heard the news about Lu Zijia, and a look of resentment flashed in his eyes.

He subconsciously opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly thought of something, and immediately closed his lips and said nothing.

"Young Master, if Lu Zijia continues to stay, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Mo Chi's wrinkled old face looked particularly gloomy, and his tone was even more faintly murderous.

Mo You's feminine face showed a bit of wickedness and desperation, "It is undeniable that this young master really underestimated her, but... so what?

As long as this young master likes someone, no one can escape the palm of this young master, and Lu Zijia is no exception. "

Knowing that their young master has always been arrogant and conceited, no one can refute it. Although Mo Chi felt it was inappropriate, he did not say anything that made Mo You unhappy.

He only asked respectfully, "I don't know what the young master plans to do? Do you need your subordinates to visit in person?"

Mo You pushed Liao Sisi away from his arms, got up and walked back and forth with his hands on his back, as if he was thinking about something.

Liao Sisi, who was pushed to the ground mercilessly, had a look of humiliation on his heavily made-up face, but soon disappeared again.

"It's up to you to go there yourself."

After a while, Mo You made a decision, "Remember, you should do rituals first, then soldiers. If you are stubborn and not used by the young master, you will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes, my lord."

Mo Chi respectfully took orders, and withdrew quickly after getting Moyou's permission.

"Why, very unwilling?"

After Mo Chi left, only Mo You and Liao Sisi, who were still sitting on the ground, were left in the huge lobby.

Moyoon's soft voice was clearly playful.

As if mocking Liao Sisi.

At least, Liao Sisi thinks so.

"Slave dare not."

Liao Sisi lowered her head, making it difficult to see her expression.

As if he saw through her heart, Mo You sneered and squatted down in front of her, reached out to squeeze her chin, and forcefully made her look up at him, "Young Master Ben knows that you are not willing, so, Young Master Ben will give How about your chance?"

Liao Sisi's heart trembled, but on the surface he didn't dare to reveal the slightest, "What chance?"

She has been with Moyou for almost three years, and she naturally knows that Moyou is uncertain and has a very bad temperament.

What I like most is to give others an illusory hope, and then smash it.

Seeing other people's pain and wanting to live is Moyou's greatest hobby.