1268. Chapter 1268 Preemptive Strike 5

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! Mo Yunqing never expected that Su Luo would kill her without saying anything.

When she fell down, there was still an expression of disbelief on her face.

Su Luo watched her fall to the ground, shook her head, and sighed: "Say you are going to sue in front of people, how can you not die?"

Su Luo drew back the Yingying Sword.

The moment Chengyingjian was withdrawn, the body of Chengyingjian was covered with blood, but in the blink of an eye, the blood was completely absorbed by Chengyingjian, and the body of the sword was as bright as a clear spring.

Moreover, Su Luo could clearly feel Cheng Yingjian's cheerful mood.

It turned out that Cheng Yingjian would become so excited after drinking blood, which Su Luo did not expect at first.

Suddenly, Su Luo felt a powerful coercion coming towards her. Her heart moved, and she said badly to herself.

If her prediction is correct, Patriarch Mo must have chased after this powerful coercion. Thinking of this possibility, how dare Su Luo stay? She summoned her spiritual power, formed seals in her hands, and quickly whispered: "Teleport!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Luo's figure flashed on the spot and disappeared immediately.

The moment Su Luo just disappeared, a powerful figure appeared beside Mo Yunqing.

Su Luo's prediction was correct, this person was the Mohist patriarch who had lost his sanity.

Old Ancestor Mo stared blankly at the place where Su Luo disappeared, his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he walked slowly step by step, but he turned a blind eye to his most beloved granddaughter lying on the ground. To be more precise, Mo Yunqing at this moment is nothing more than a piece of wood in his eyes.

Old Man Mo finally stood at the spot where Su Luo disappeared, his expression lost in thought, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.

Behind Old Man Mo, two figures soon appeared.

Great Elder and Mo Zixu.

Mo Zixu caught sight of Mo Yunqing lying on the ground, and suddenly he felt ill. He rushed up two quick steps, half-kneeled on the ground, and hugged Mo Yunqing: "Yunqing? What's wrong with you, Yunqing? "

Isn't she locked in a closed room? How could he be lying here stiffly?

Looking at the blood-stained baby girl in front of him, Mo Zixu's heart ached to the extreme, and his eyes were moist.

"Yunqing! How could Yunqing?" The Great Elder was also shocked when he saw Mo Yunqing who was motionless. He was much calmer than Mo Zixu.

The Great Elder saw that Mo Yunqing was not feeling well, so he stretched out his fingers to check her breath

"There is still a little bit of breath." The Great Elder didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Save her! Save her!" Mo Zixu grabbed the sleeve of the First Elder and roared angrily.

This is Mo Zixu's daughter, whom he has spoiled for sixteen years, how could he allow her to die, how could he allow a white-haired man to send a black-haired man to happen?

The Great Elder silently glanced at Mo Zixu, and sighed faintly: "Don't expect too much, her heart has been pierced completely, and all her internal organs have been shattered into powder. It is extremely difficult to make her shine for a while. How could it be saved?"

When Mo Zixu heard the news that made him despair, a look of despair appeared on his face. Did his Yunqing, his precious daughter, die in vain like this?

"No! Even if it's only for a while! I must know who killed my precious daughter!" Mo Zixu's face was ferocious and terrifying, with murderous aura, and his fists were clenched tightly!