The third wife of the former protagonist's family before transmigrating the book

Mo Hanfei glanced at Mo Jia who was not far behind, and found that he was looking down at the items on the stall, and with a chuckle, he floated into the endless stream of people.

Mo Hanfeng followed the crowd to the entrance of Qingfenglou (the flower building in Ariake of Lancheng, which is also a business place of Anlou), turned around and went to the back street of Qingfenglou.Mo Hanfeng took off the large linen coat, revealing the dark red costume inside. The corners of the costume are all cloud patterns outlined by the golden threads spit out by the third-level magic spider.

Mo Hanfeng took out a red half-face mask from nowhere, but the ferocious ghost set off his razor-sharp chin that was extremely white, and his blood-red thin lips curved charmingly.

The moment Mo Hanfeng threw his coat, Mo San appeared out of nowhere, and respectfully took his sackcloth.Mo San was followed by two tall and strong high-level spiritual masters, who stood obediently behind and did not dare to speak.

Mo Hanfeng walked into the backyard of Qingfeng Building, and a middle-aged man who was suspected to be the master rushed to greet him, "Master, please come this way."

The middle-aged man bent his waist and walked beside Mo Hanfeng, followed Mo Hanfeng's pace through the winding curves and came to the forbidden area of ​​Qingfeng Tower - Dry Spring Well.

After Mo Hanfeng and Mo San jumped into the well, the middle-aged man obediently returned to the bustling flower building. It was not something he should participate in, and he would never take care of it, otherwise the building would ask him to die I'm afraid he doesn't know it himself.

Looking at the wall of Dry Spring Well, Mo Hanfeng pressed a button three inches to the south and east of the most central cross gap, and the wall of the well sank with a bang. After they passed by, it started to rise again with a bang. come up.

Every five steps down the well stood a man in black. The man in black stood motionless holding a torch, like a wooden man. Only when Mo Hanfeng passed by them would he say dully: "Master!" good."

This dry spring well is actually a cell for those who committed crimes in the dark building, and the men in black who guard the prisoners are also dead men, and they only listen to the words of the owner of the dark building, Mo Hanfeng!Mo Hanfeng is their master, if Mo Hanfeng didn't give the order to release them, then even if the Heavenly King Laozi came, he wouldn't let them go!

Mo Hanfeng first walked straight, then turned right, then left, turned left, and finally walked straight to a room like a secret room.Mo Hanfeng glanced at the people next to him, and the men in black who were waiting on both sides opened the black iron gate. After Mo Hanfeng walked in, Mo San and the others were stopped outside.

Satisfied, Mo Jia chopped off a dagger from the small stall owner, but when he looked up, he found that Mo Han钫 standing beside him was gone. He stood up abruptly, and shouted, "Mo Han钫? Mo Han钫?"

After shouting several times without getting a response, instead being watched by the people next to him like watching a monkey show, Mo Jia blushed in embarrassment, closed his mouth consciously, and walked away silently.

After wandering around for a long time without finding Mo Hanfeng, Mo Jia became impatient and sulked!But Mo Hanfeng wasn't by his side, so there's no point in him being sullen!So Mo Jia rubbed his growling belly, and decided to have a meal before talking.

Mo Jia walked into a rather plain-looking restaurant, and after ordering a few favorite dishes, a rather handsome young man dressed in exactly the same clothes as him came in with a group of servants.

After the young master came in, he reflexively looked in Mo Jia's direction. After seeing Mo Jia wearing the same clothes as him, he couldn't help but get angry. This is because he begged his father for two months. The golden weaving that I just bought at Yuncaizi Cloth Shop, why can a pariah wear it now?

With raging fire in his pretty eyes, the little boy drew out the long whip wrapped around his waist and lashed at Mo Jia.Mo Jia dodged subconsciously, and even fell down with the stool, and the table in front of him was cut into two halves.

When the young master was still about to smoke, a steward stopped him and said kindly: "Mr. Lan, this is the tenth time you have caused trouble in our Manfulu building this month. Your father said that if you dare to cause trouble again, you will tear it down." The building of our house, so why don't you bear with me and give you the whole audience for free today?"

This young master of Lan is naturally a well-known hot beauty in Lancheng——Lan Jing, the first son of the owner of Lancheng's family.Lan Jing frowned, snorted coldly, pointed at Mo Jia and said, "Let him get out, I'll forget it!"

Mo Jia stood up and saw that everyone in the audience looked at him with pity, and heard Lan Jing's savage scolding, and said in surprise: "What? You let me go?"

Looking at Mo Jia's handsome face, Lan Jing became even more annoyed, pointing at him with a whip and sneering: "If you don't get out, do you still want me to get out?"

Mo Jia just wanted to get angry, he nnd, he is also a person with a temper!As soon as he was about to point at Lan Jing, a waiter in the store took Mo Jia out and gently told Mo Jia everything about Lan Jing.After Mo Jia heard this, he realized that this is not the territory of his eldest son Mo, and he has no spiritual power for the time being, so his eldest son Mo can still stretch and bend, so he left in despair...

gone……

dingy...

Lan Jing smiled bluntly: "A bitch is a bitch!"

Mo Jia had just walked out a few steps when a swarthy hand covered his mouth from the back of his head.Mo Jia struggled desperately, but was firmly suppressed by the man behind him with spiritual power, he was helpless.Under the control of spiritual power, Mo Jia didn't even have the thought of resisting.

I don't know if the person behind him has a drug in his hand, and Mo Jiaren passed out soon...

After Mo Yi took over from several men, he took a look and knew something was wrong!Mo Yi threw the man in his hand to the ground, and with one sleeve he swung the men in front of him out, and angrily said: "Damn it, you arrested the wrong man!"

The few men ignored the unbearable pain in their chests, got up from the ground, and shouted in surprise: "Guardian Zuo, we will not admit that you are wearing this dress! We saw him enter Manfu with our own eyes. upstairs!"

Mo Yi slapped the speaker on the face one by one: "You bastard! If you don't think about it carefully, we'll die together!"

These people are all killers in the dark building, so they naturally know what Mo Hanfeng's nature is - I have only one person to touch, and anyone who dares to touch him will die!How the little brother named Mo Jia had an accident under their noses, one can imagine the consequences.

One of the men suddenly remembered that a fat man seemed to be holding a little brother away!So after he said what he said, who knows that the fat man in Lancheng is a strong man at the level of a spirit king, and everyone knows that he is a prostitute... Demon, once the little brother falls into his hands, he will suffer lethal.

The faces of the men and even Mo Yi turned pale, and Mo Yi said: "You take care of this guy, I'll notify the landlord!" , his face was still pale.

Mo Hanfeng looked at the Great Elder who was no longer in human form, and said with a mocking smile: "My Great Elder, do you know that I can hold you high in the sky, and also trample you under my feet effortlessly?"

The Great Elder spat out a mouthful of blood with difficulty, and pointed at Mo Hanfen with his deformed and bloody hand, trying to squeeze the abnormally stiff muscles: "There is something wrong with your Jinling Pill."

Looking at the elder who was still old and strong half a quarter of an hour ago, now the elder who is like a bereaved dog, Mo Hanfeng sneered: "You think I will be like that idiot Kong Ming (the former owner of the dark building) and let you get married//party//camp //Personal? If you are sensible, tell me about your plan with that old man He Xinzhou, and I will consider keeping you as a dead body!"

Mo Hanfeng deliberately touched a skull ring on his hand, and the elder was so frightened that he lost control of himself immediately, and he didn't tell himself.The Great Elder may never forget that what made him painful and unforgettable was the sound from an inconspicuous ring... because he would never know that Mo Hanfeng's ancestor was a traverser who was proficient in Gu art, and Mo Hanfeng The inconspicuous skull ring on Han's hand is actually an artifact inherited from his ancestors - the Thousand Blades.

After the Great Elder finished speaking, Mo Hanfeng showed a shallow smile, and then Mo Hanfeng stretched out his right hand to grab the Great Elder, and five finger movements appeared on the Great Elder's neck.The Great Elder bled to death.

The spirit king can control the physical attack of spiritual power.That is, spiritual power can be turned into any weapon and equipment you want.

Mo Hanfeng walked out of the secret room, and when he saw Mo Yi, he squinted his eyes in displeasure: "Why is my left protector here?"

Mo Yi replied with trepidation: "Master, Mr. Mo Jia was robbed by the fat man!"

Mo Hanfeng's sharp phoenix eyes were condensed into a line, and he said coldly: "I'm looking for Mo Jia, you go and learn the Dharma yourself!"

Fatty is the Taoist name for prostitution//Moponda. Anyone who knows fatty knows what the consequences of being taken away by fatty are.As long as Mo Hanfeng thinks that someone other than him has touched his little toy, the murderous thoughts in his heart can't stop rolling up.

"Pang Da, you'd better be glad you haven't done anything yet, otherwise, I will let you live but die!"

Mo Jia suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the room full of pink girlish feelings, his heart skipped a beat—he knew that the obscene//Mo Fatty had a morbid obsession with pink.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Mo Jia's heart was pounding, and dense cold sweat slid down from his forehead, but he was helpless, his limbs were tied to the four pillars of the bed by ropes.

He appeared perfectly in Fatty's eyes like big characters...