He raised his head, opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him. Lan Mojie, who was originally full of joy, was suddenly struck by lightning.

He never expected that the people coming in would be Lan Qingyu and his sister, the people he least wanted to see.

When he saw Lan Qingyu, he wanted to pounce on her and bite her to death immediately. If it weren’t for Lan Qingyu, would he be so embarrassed?

"Lan Qingyu, you actually came here, are you here to laugh at me?" Lan Mojie's eyes were spitting fire, and his body smelled very bad, which was disgusting.

This doesn't look like the man who was more handsome than Pan An at all.

"Lan Mojie, I didn't expect that after not seeing him for a while, he is still so elegant, with rosy lips and white teeth. I'm so jealous!" Lan Qingyu looked at Lan Mojie sarcastically.

"You..." Lan Mojie was furious, and his blood was boiling with anger at Lan Qingyu's words.

He is handsome now?

He has rosy lips and white teeth now?

He is now even more disgusting than a beggar.

"Me? What do you mean by me?" Lan Qingyu took a few steps back. "I can't compare to you, right?"

Lan Qingyu mocked again.

puff--

Lan Mojie was so angry that he vomited blood.

Lan Qingze looked at Lan Mojie, his eyes spitting fire, and a cold murderous aura emerged from his eyes. He strode to Lan Mojie's side, "Lan Mojie, father, long time no see. I wonder if you still remember me, your son!"

When Lan Mojie heard what Lan Qingze said, he calmed down and looked up at the person in front of him. His pupils shrank immediately, "Haha, it's you. You're not dead!"

Lan Qingze didn't have the patience to talk to him, and kicked Lan Mojie's leg, "Are you disappointed that I didn't die? Lan Mojie, don't forget, you are now a prisoner, and you can die at any time."

Lan Mojie gnashed his teeth and said, "How dare you? If you dare to kill your father, it will be against the will of heaven. And you, Lan Qingyu, I, Lan Mojie, curse you to die miserably!"

"Haha, you are the one who will suffer a miserable death as Lan Mojie!" Lan Qingyu sneered.

Mo Yao heard Lan Mojie's curse and his dark eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He waved his hand. Although the force was not great, it was fatal to Lan Mojie. His cold voice rang out slowly, "My woman will never die, but you, a fool, may not."

Mo Yao's domineering aura made Lan Qingyu's heart beat fast. She looked at Mo Yao's tall back with burning eyes, a happy smile on her lips.

Why didn’t I notice before that Mo Yao was so charming!

"Hmph, Prince Jin, I advise you to stay away from these two disaster stars, otherwise you will be the one to die next time!" Lan Mojie gritted his teeth while spitting blood.

Mo Yao's black eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he struck out with a palm. Lan Mojie instinctively felt that the God of Death was right in front of him.

However, Lan Mojie, who thought he was going to die soon, did not wait for a long time for the attack of that power.

He opened his eyes and saw Lan Zheng blocking it for him.

"Hahaha, God won't let me, Lan Mojie, die. Even Lan Zheng, who has hated me for countless years, saved me. God won't let me die."

Lan Zheng turned around suddenly, his eyes were cold, "Lan Mojie, why are you so proud? You deserve to die, but you should not die at the hands of an outsider. If you have to die, you should die at the hands of our Lan family."

In response, Mo Yao just raised his eyebrows, but looked at Lan Zheng with some confusion.

"Lan Zheng, do you think they dare to kill me? If they dare to bear the reputation of being disloyal and unfilial, I, Lan Mojie, will have nothing to say!"

Lan Qingyu burst into laughter when he heard this.

Lan Qingyu sneered repeatedly, "Lan Mojie, who do you think you are? You actually thought we dare not kill you. You are not our biological father, so just kill us if you want."

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