Chapter 1370

The owners of the four families looked at each other, and their tacit understanding flashed in their eyes.

After killing Su Luo, the blood is divided into four points on average.

Just as the battle is about to start.

Su Luo's eyes flashed a sneer.

Do these families really think they're going to win? This is ridiculous!

Just then, the curtain of the carriage was slowly lifted.

In the eyes of the owners of the four families, there was a chill in their eyes. They knew from the information they got that Nangong Liuyun was sitting in the carriage.

Although Nangong Liuyun is the king of the younger generation, there is still a gap between Nangong Liuyun and their second generation, let alone four of them.

Since Nangong Liuyun is determined to protect Su Luo, the stinky girl, then, she should not do it or not

The killing in their eyes Rose.

The curtain was lifted.

A gray haired old man came out of it.

He was a boy with white hair, and his face was not old-fashioned, but his face was serious. His eyes were like ice, and an invisible strong power haunted him.

This kind of pressure, even if it is the owners, is not from the heart of the earth.

When the master of the Mohist School in Weiyang palace saw the old man, he was ecstatic and strode forward: "Dad

Yes, this is indeed a small stone in the body of Mo Laozu. At that time, when Su Luo got out of the car, he called him out of the space. If Su Luo, the visitor, could cope with it, he would not need to send out small stones. But now that the four families are besieged, how can su Luo survive?

Small stone hands in the body, coldly and haughtily lifted his chin, slowly swept the master of Mohism, a light um.

His understatement of the response, but let the Mohist master happy quick crazy!

Because before the Mo Laozu, the whole person is possessed by the devil, can't recognize who he is at all, but now Mo Laozu looks clean, completely a normal person.

"Dad, Dad, do you remember me?" Mohist Master excitedly pulled the sleeve of Mo Laozu, tears in his eyes.

Weiyang palace with Mo ancestor is the real Weiyang palace. Without his old man's deterrence, Weiyang palace will soon decline. Don't mention how worried Mohist master is these days, but now his father is back to normal. Ha ha ha ha --

little stone glanced at the hand of Mohist master with disgust, hummed twice, and turned to avoid his touch.

"Dad, how could you Here it is? " The Mohist asked in a low voice.

According to his father here, Su Luo that smelly girl's blood should not be absorbed by him? Why is that stinky girl still alive and kicking?

Not only the Mohist master was curious about this, but the other three masters also raised their ears.

The appearance of Mo Laozu completely shocked them. With Mo Laozu in, it seems that it is difficult to take advantage of it this time.

"You can go." Mo Laozu's indifferent eyes swept them one eye, the dignity in the eyes was self-evident!

He waved his hand as if he were driving a nasty fly.

"Er..." Several owners looked at each other.

In front of the family, they are the masters of the house who are high in their words, but in front of these powerful saints, their weak hands will be destroyed.

Is this the way to leave? Several householders asked each other with their eyes, and the more they thought about it, the more unwilling they were.

"Do you dare to covet the people I value? Hum, if you want people, you are qualified? " The implication is that if you want someone, you can only ask the older generation to come.

Weiyang palace of Mohist master eye eye eye rotation, quickly want to understand.

It seems that this girl Su Luo stink is in the bag of the old ancestor. The reason why the old ancestor followed her all the way was to wait for the girl to raise her blood and then suck it again. It must be so! With such a thought, Weiyang palace, the master of Mohism, turned against him directly.

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