The Corpse Ruler Confuses the World, All Seven Husbands Are Devils

"Slam." Mo Qingli fanned Mo Qingqin's left face with the other hand, "Do you think you are something, do you really think I dare not touch you?

After speaking, Mo Qingli didn't look at Mo Qingqin, released his hand that grabbed Mo Qingqin, and then still sat firmly on the chair, drinking tea.

"Mo Qingli." This is the name Mo Qingli first called Mo Qingli. I originally thought that since I had this body, I would live by this body identity. I did not expect that the more I did, the more Makes people feel bullied.

"If you dare to move a bit of sweat from Fengchenling in the future, I promise, I have many ways to make you worse off." Mo Qingli said these words lightly, as if the person threatening Mo Qing is not himself, It's someone else.

But in this way, all made Mo perspire cold sweat. Mo Qingli's methods are not unheard of. She heard that Mo Qingyu's eyes were blind.

But can she really give up the dust?

Since seeing Fengchen Ling for the first time on that day, Mo Qingyan felt her heart trembling violently, a feeling that she had never experienced before, which pleased her. From her bones, she even felt that she was born to find him.

Unfortunately, he turned out to be Mo Qingli's side monarch.

This made Mo reluctant.

"Well."

The color in front of Mo Qingli's eyes was gradually rendered a blood red color, the blood red of the world. She raised her hands and wiped her eyes, only to find that they were still red.

Looking down, he looked at his hands, full of blood. She knew for the first time that she could have kept so much blood.

And it hurts.

Mo Qingli thought of Fengchenling at this time. Did the clean, unstained man feel pain when he sucked blood?

"Go to death! Hahaha ..." Mo Qingqin held the porcelain bottle and smiled wildly.

Mo Qingming also smiled slightly, how she hoped that this woman would die immediately, then Fengchenling is her!

Just when they were immersed in their "good" thoughts, Mo Qingqin's jaw was tightly clamped by a force, and Mo Qingqin could hear the cracking sound of her own jaw bone.

"You, find, die!" Mo Qingli kicked Mo Qingqin's abdomen, Mo Qingqin flew out with strength. Before landing, Mo Qingli held her neck again and pushed it to the wall.

Mo Qingqin's feet are getting farther and farther from the ground, her face is getting paler, and the air she can breathe is getting thinner and thinner. For the first time, it was so close to death.

"Let it go." Mo Qingli patted Mo Qingli's back with an internal force. Mo Qingli felt only a bit of sweetness in her mouth. Of course, she knew what it was. Hold back, and put the sweet and alive Swallowed. Then he turned his head, and a bit of bloodthirsty Jinmang passed in his eyes. He grabbed Mo Qing's neck with his backhand and rose to the same height as Mo Qingqin.

Mo Qingli's martial arts is still higher than Mo Qingqin's. Although Mo Qingli was holding his neck by his hands, his hands and feet did not stop, and he slapped palm and palm on Mo Qingli's body.

But Ke Qingli didn't care about it. The hands holding their necks became tighter. Gradually, the faces of Mo Qingli and Mo Qingqin appeared extremely painful. The features were twisted together, and their faces were as white. The paper was generally pale, and the hands holding Mo Qingli also gradually dropped, no longer resisting. In other words, they now have no energy to resist. Their consciousness was gradually blurred, and their eyes slowly dissipated. As if in the next second, they will leave this world!