Chapter 969

"Well."

Mo Yan face dignified, nodded, "his voice, I will never forget."

Even if it turns to ashes.

As long as the other side says a word, he can immediately distinguish!

Strong hatred has evolved into obsession and instinct.

"Kill him."

Ziqianmo's face was cold, and his voice was even colder, filled with a deep-rooted intention to kill.

There was no hesitation.

For the first time in her life, she wanted to completely crush someone! Hand in hand!

Dare to her Mo Yan, do such unforgivable things, kill unforgivable!

"Not yet."

Mo Yan is a very rational person. His hatred for Jin jiuxiao is definitely deeper than that of Xiao Momo, but he still forbeared for a while. "If he suddenly died in Xuanwu academy, all aspects can't be explained."

Jin jiuxiao's identity is too sensitive.

High priest of the South moon.

He is the actual leader of Nanyue.

Casually dying in the Xuanwu Academy of Beilan kingdom is bound to cause a war between the two countries!

The political situation in Beilan country is already chaotic enough. The game between the Chu royal family and the purple family has officially begun. It is still in civil strife. If Jin jiuxiao takes another step, I really don't know what the chaos will be like.

"There are many ways to let him die quietly." Ziqianmo's voice is very light, very light, but it contains a kind of power that can make people shudder.

The demon king was angry.

All the demons are subdued.

"But it can't be too cheap for him."

"It's easy to die." Mo Yan agreed. The chill in his eyes had gone deep into the bone marrow, no less than his daughter-in-law. "He once tried to destroy me, so this time, it's my turn to destroy him!"

It's easy to kill a man.

It's hard to destroy a man's soul and his will.

But that's revenge.

"I'll help you."

Ziqianmo slightly raised her head, a pair of beautiful eyes, just ran into the person she liked.

"Good."

Mo Yan lowers his head and prints a kiss on his lover's clean forehead.

It's very gentle.

It's like treating a rare treasure.

*。*。*。*

After the open class.

Jin jiuxiao returned to the post house.

He had a dignified face.

He shut himself up in the room and began to think about countermeasures.

"Ziqianmo, Moyan..."

"Ziqianmo, Moyan..."

He mumbled the two names repeatedly.

"It's so strange that Beilan, the weakest of the four countries, suddenly appeared two such brilliant young people! Twenty years ago, I once counted the national fortune of Beilan. It was turbulent and precarious, the emperor's star was dim, and the talents were withered. "

Jin jiuxiao put his hand on the table and knocked it gently. It seemed that he was trying to deduce something.

"The two of them, they shouldn't have appeared. But suddenly appeared, things out of the ordinary. Will Beilan National Games change because of them? "

After a moment of meditation.

Jin jiuxiao took out the twelve stringed Qin behind him.

Start playing.

A song "ask the sky".

This is koulingqu.

It was handed down from generation to generation by the high priests of the kingdom of Nanyue.

It is said that when you play to the extreme, you can talk to the spirit between heaven and earth and ask for the will of heaven.

Communicate with heaven.

To pry into the laws of the gods.

Of course, Jin jiuxiao, as a mortal, was a true cultivator in the Zifu period, but he could not reach the level of being mysterious and inquiring about the way of heaven.

however.

He is still able to get some valuable information from "asking the sky".