League of Legends Fury Upgrade System

Chapter 59 One word, just do it!

"Ten days later, Cheng Jinghong, accompanied by his senior brothers, went home to worship the ancestors? And he was accepted as a personal disciple by the elder of the Luoxia Sect?"

Mo Feng said to himself: "This is a bit troublesome now. It is said that the suzerain of Luoxia Sect is a strong man in the realm of first-rank Martial King, and the great elder also has more than a hundred members of Luoxia Sect who are in the realm of ninth-rank generals." Each of the disciples of the sect has the strength above the level of a martial artist, and there are more than a thousand disciples of the outer sect. If they are targeted by them, I am afraid that the Mo family that I just took back will be wiped out in minutes."

Mo Lang said in a deep voice: "Master, what should we do? Cheng Jinghong's family will be wiped out, and Cheng Jinghong will definitely not be able to hide it. Maybe he will return to Beifeng City in less than ten days. We don't care about Cheng Jinghong, but Luoxia Zong?"

Mo Feng nodded and walked back and forth a few steps.

"It is impossible to hide the news that the Cheng family was destroyed. Cheng Jinghong will definitely leave the Luoxia Sect as soon as he receives the news. It is absolutely impossible that only a few of his senior brothers will be with him, and there will definitely be more Even the Great Elder of the Luoxia Sect may accompany you!"

"The Luoxia Sect is far from Beifeng City, and it takes more than three days to travel quickly. Including the time of news transmission, Cheng Jinghong and the people from the Luoxia Sect will probably arrive in Beifeng City in seven days!"

As Mo Feng muttered, his heart sank.

Seven days later, the enemy is approaching, how to deal with it?
To be honest, Mo Feng doesn't have any sense of belonging to the Mo family, and he doesn't care at all about the disciples of the Cheng family and Zhao family who have just been accepted. But he can't escape from Beifeng City just because a strong enemy is approaching.

"The Dongfang family has been kind to me. If Dongfangjian hadn't helped me block Mo Qishan back then, I might have died in the Yeying Mountains long ago!"

"Dongfang Sheng also helped me deal with Cheng Luoyun. If Cheng Jinghong takes revenge on the Dongfang family because of this!"

Mo Feng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "I can't escape!"

"I can't implicate the Dongfang family, and I won't abandon the Mo family that I just took back!"

"Besides, Luoxia Sect is just an ordinary sect. If even they can scare me, what qualifications do I have to gallop in this continent?"

Mo Feng is a crazy person in his bones, seven days, right?I have a League of Legends violent upgrade system. In a word, just do it!

"Brother, shall we play with the people from the Luoxia Sect?" Mo Feng looked at Mo Lang.

Mo Lang's old-fashioned and indifferent face showed a trace of madness: "Just play and play!"

In the woodshed of Mo's house, Zhao Ting curled up, squatting in a corner with a pale face, with deep fear in her eyes.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Baskets and baskets of cucumbers were carried in. Each cucumber was as thick as a forearm. Along with the cucumbers, there was also a bucket of bright red pepper water.

The spicy smell is pungent, even if you are far away, you will feel hot eyes.

Mo Fan rubbed his hands and walked into the firewood room, picked up a cucumber with a wicked smile, and dipped it in the chili water.

"This is amazing, a whole thousand, no more, no less!"

"If you break all the games, I will let you go!"

Zhao Ting trembled all over, sobbing and begging for mercy: "Don't, don't treat me like this, please let me go, if I can't do it, I will play to death!"

Mo Fan ignored her at all, and shouted with a big hand: "Come here, serve two cucumbers together."

"Yes, young Patriarch!" The two servants chuckled, each picked up a cucumber and rushed towards it.

"Don't, don't touch me! Please let me die. Ah!"

Zhao Ting struggled frantically, seeing that she couldn't escape this disaster, she felt ruthless, and grabbed a piece of dry wood beside her.

The dry wood was split with an axe, and a sharp thorn protruded from one end of the dry wood.

"puff!"

In the next second, Zhao Ting stabbed herself in the neck with a dry stick, and blood gushed out of the wound like a fountain.

I. Am I dying?
It's fine to die like this, at least die with a little more dignity!

Zhao Ting's eyes gradually lost their brilliance. Before she died, Mo Feng's figure suddenly appeared in her mind. What if I hadn't betrayed him?If I didn't add insult to injury, I would bully him with Mo Fan?so what?

"Young Patriarch, she committed suicide!" The two servants turned their heads and said innocently.

"Dead? It's a good deal for her. Back then, she encouraged me to kill brother Mo Feng. Fortunately, my brother is lucky!"

"Bury it!"

After all, Mo Fan didn't bother to look at the corpse again, turned and left the firewood room.

He still wants to greet the third elder of the Zhao family. He has been hanging out for a while, so it's time to meet him.

"Young Patriarch, don't you need to deal with your wrist injury?"

Looking at the back of Mo Fan leaving, a servant couldn't help but said.

"No, it's just a broken hand. What's the fuss? I was going to cut my own neck!" Mo Fan muttered.

"What's the situation?" The two servants looked at each other in a daze.

In the living room, the third elder of the Zhao family had been waiting for a long time, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and even felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Third Elder, are you really planning to bring the entire Zhao family back to the Mo family?" A disciple of the Zhao family who accompanied him asked.

Zhao Kun said helplessly: "What if we don't submit? The Zhao family is our foundation. Can we still leave the family behind and leave Beifeng City? Even if we have this idea, can the Mo family turn a blind eye?"

"Obey and obedient, you can still keep the family, otherwise you will have to exterminate the family!"

Following Zhao Kun's words, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

"That's right, you're smart!"

Mo Fan walked in carelessly, and said with an evil smile: "If I still have two hands, I will definitely applaud you!"

Zhao Kun's heart trembled, he quickly sat up straight, and said with concern: "Why is the young Patriarch's hand?"

To be honest, Zhao Kun hated Mo Fan, and Mo Feng even more, wishing to smash them into pieces, so what could be hated?As he said just now, there is only one path before him. That is surrender.

Now that the decision has been made in the heart, it is natural to show the proper posture.

Zhao Kun's attitude made Mo Fan very satisfied, but he still didn't give a good face, and said coldly: "How did you do it? Was chopped by that stinky bitch Zhao Ting.!"

"What?" Zhao Kun's face changed rapidly, and finally he gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "I also ask the young master to send someone to bring her here, and the subordinates personally killed her to vent their anger for the young master."

Noticing the cruelty in Zhao Kun's eyes, Mo Fan laughed.

At this time, a huge figure slowly approached from outside the living room. As the figure got closer, a bloodthirsty and violent aura followed, not only filling the entire living room, but also the outside world. The courtyard was also covered by that breath.

Quiet, some Mo family disciples in the courtyard held their breath, staring at the figure with frightened eyes, not even daring to take a breath.

In the living room, the third elder of the Zhao family trembled all over, turned his head a little stiffly, and then let out an exclamation.

(End of this chapter)