Alien Arms Dealer

Xiao Cheng lived in the place where he grew up with peace of mind, and Wen Xiuyuan also lived there. What made him very happy was that there were many rare medicinal herbs in this place, no matter how many places he searched for. Therefore, every day, Xiao Cheng would see Wen Xiuyuan with an excited face hiding in his room tinkering with his medicinal herbs.

While Xiao Cheng was raising his baby in peace on the mountain (crossed out~~), the world outside was turned upside down

The change.

Three years ago, Mo Ziqing, the former patriarch of the Mo family who died of insanity and was killed, suddenly came back to life and successfully regained the position of patriarch. Mo Ziqing will take revenge on them.

However, after waiting for a day, two days, half a month, a month, or even three months, there was no movement from the Mo family. Those who were frightened were temporarily relieved.

Half a year later, the Mo family held a trial meeting. Mo Ziqing personally sat down, tied up his cousin, and pushed him to the meeting. He listed a series of crimes against him, including that he went crazy back then because of It was poisoned by him. As for those who were killed, it was also done by his cousin, and Mo Ziqing was blamed.The evidence of the crime was in front of him, and it was unbelievable that even the spirit master was alarmed and came here in person.

The current spirit master is the old suzerain of the Qin family, the most prestigious and powerful person in Lingyun Continent. The old suzerain will not show up in person.

"Mr. Qin, why are you here? You didn't notify me in advance, it's really... that my nephew was not even prepared!" Mo Ziqing came down from the stage in white clothes, and met the white-bearded old man who was walking across. , with a warm smile on his face.

"Nephew, you are welcome. I am very pleased to know that you are still alive. Presumably your parents who are in the sky will also be relieved!" Although Old Master Qin is old, he looks very energetic, and he is accompanied by two young disciples.

Mr. Qin glanced at the middle-aged man who was tied up on the stage. His hair was messed up and he was in a mess. He didn't even dare to say a word of rebuttal, so he asked, "How does my nephew plan to deal with him?"

Mo Ziqing smiled softly, "Since I held a trial meeting, the decision is naturally in everyone's hands. After all, he killed many disciples from other aristocratic families in order to set me up for crimes!"

As soon as Mo Ziqing said this, it immediately aroused public outrage.Those people shouted, "Kill him! Kill him!"

The corners of Mo Ziqing's lips curled up slightly, "Then, what does Lord Spirit Master think should be done with him?"

Mr. Qin said coldly: "As a child of the clan, it is an unforgivable crime to dare to assassinate the head of the family, not to mention killing others and framing him, which is enough for him to die ten thousand times! How does my nephew want to deal with him? Do it, whoever dares to object, my old man will be the first to let him go!"

Mo Ziqing lowered his eyes and smiled, "Thank you Spirit Master!"

Mo Ziqing walked to the stage, pulled out his saber, knelt down in front of the tied man, and sneered, "Uncle Tang, when you did those things, did you ever think that such a day would come? "

The man was trembling with fright, "You...you...I... If you want... kill, kill. The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. I...I have nothing to say..."

"Very good! I didn't expect my uncle, who has always been cowardly, to have such courage! Nephew, I really underestimated you!" Mo Ziqing sneered, and suddenly leaned into his ear, and said softly, "Since If so, then I will send you on the road first, and then I will send your two sons to be your companions, what do you think?"

The man's eyes widened suddenly, "They... are in your hands? No! Impossible! I have already put them..."

"They've already been sent away, haven't you?" Mo Ziqing laughed suddenly, and it was terribly reflected in the man's eyes. He waved his hand, and a servant from the Mo family came up with something and opened it. The white cloth covering the top is impressively filled with two human hands!

"Uncle Tang! Do these two hands look familiar?" Mo Ziqing asked with a smile, "Tell me, do you want to meet them before you die?"

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"Ah—" Mo Ziqing's cousin let out a mournful roar, "You...what do you want? I did it all by myself, it has nothing to do with them! Please...please let them go !"

Seeing his reaction, Mo Ziqing was very satisfied, "If you want me to let them go, tell me who ordered you!"

"I said! I said! It's..." Mo Ziqing's cousin was about to say something when he suddenly rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground!