Dazhao Holy Land! In a hall.

Gu Yue's son looked at the seven coffins in front of him!

In every coffin, there is now a corpse. Three men, four women and seven corpses were dressed in Chinese robes, all of them had their throats cut. No more sound.

The son of the ancient moon was gloomy, with Yang Zhijiu, the favorite son of Maori Daojun.

"Second to eighth? What's the matter with them? I went to zhongshenzhou. Why are they all dead? What's more, it's not what they should look like! " The son of the old moon was gloomy.

"Yang Guyue, you don't have to worry. Father has plans for everything." Yang Zhijiu laughs.

"It is said that Mo Yuxi killed all of them, but when I saw the body, I knew that it was not from Mo Yuxi's hands. Do you think his father has plans? What's the plan? Is it for you again? " Gu Yue's face changed.

Yang Zhijiu complacently said: "yes, my father wants to force Mo Yuxi to marry me! Therefore, the second to the eighth, just feign death

"Feign death? Why? Are they still alive? " The Holy Son of the ancient Moon said in a deep voice.

"Of course! Anyway, they are my brothers after all. How can they die without any reason? " Yang Zhijiu laughs.

"They are dead in front of everyone. How can they survive? How do you account to the Lord in the future The Holy Son of the ancient Moon said in a deep voice.

"Well, you don't have to worry. My father has his own plan." Yang to nine self channel.

Gu Yue Sheng Zi looks at the seven younger brothers and sisters lying in the coffin, and looks at Yang Zhijiu, who is complacent. His face is extremely complicated.

"It's for your sake that my father was so partial that he let his seven children die for your marriage?" There was a chill in his heart.

This love, let the ancient moon son, too incomprehensible! This is Maori Daojun's own children. Let them die for Yang Zhijiu's mischief?

However, Yang Zhijiu didn't care and said, "what do you worry about? They will come back to life. Their souls have been collected by their father. Only when Mo Yuxi marries me will they be revived! "

"They're my brother and my sister. If they don't survive, I'll kill you!" The tone of the Holy Son of the ancient moon is very cold.

"Well, it's my father's decision. What's my business?" At nine o'clock in the morning, we don't give way.

"Mo Yu Xi is in the Holy Land and has a very low status. She just forced her to marry her. Why should she spend so much time? So many people died? " The Holy Son of the ancient Moon said in a deep voice.

"I don't know. Hum, I don't have time to watch these dead people with you. I have to find Mo Yuxi to propose marriage!" Yang Zhijiu shakes his sleeve and walks out of the hall.

Looking at Yang Zhijiu's departure, Gu Yue's son's face became ugly.

Instead, Gu Yue Sheng Zi looks at seven coffins.

"Second, third, I don't care how you die, you will live, otherwise, I will avenge you! Born in this family, is our luck, but also our sorrow The son of the ancient moon is bitter and astringent.

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Yan Chuan and Jin Dayu are flying in the air. In front of them, they are blocking two purple robes.

"I have seen his portrait, Yan Chuan, the master of Dazhen emperor!" A man in purple robe said coldly.

"Are you Yan Chuan?" Another man's eyes lit up.

"Who are you?" Yan Chuan coldly looks at these two blocks that appear suddenly.

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