Aorong actually nodded and agreed, "That's true. If you didn't want me to suffer all the pain, you wouldn't be here today. You brought it all on yourself."
Killing people can only kill people, but he chose such a cruel method, which made her even more doubtful.
How could the two people, with such a huge difference in status and acquaintances, use such methods? What is the past between the two? Or is there any deep hatred that cannot be resolved?
Being humiliated and unable to stand down in front of these guards, he refused to beg for mercy softly and still asked forcefully, "Even if you kill me, can you escape unscathed? Can you still go back to the Fang family?"
Do you have to go? Can you escape from Mo Ting's sphere of influence?"
He is going crazy. How could he meet such a cruel and unscrupulous person? He kills people just like killing a chicken. He shows no mercy to anyone and has almost no weakness.
What should he do? He can't really go to death! He also wants to unify the country and achieve eternal achievements, so that future generations will rush to worship and praise him.
If he died like this, he would not be reconciled, and it would be his greatest shame
Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Aorong became angry and lost all his patience. "I won't bother you anymore. The dead don't have to worry so much. Prince Mo Ting, it's a good journey, so I won't send him off."
The short blade in his hand was raised high without mercy, reflecting countless cold rays of light, like the death invitation sent by hell.
"Stop" "Stop" Prince Mo Ting and his son shouted at the same time, their faces turned pale.
Aorong paused for a moment, "If you have anything to say, just say it. It's very tiring for me to raise my hands like this. My hands tend to shake when I'm tired."
Mo Xuyao urged anxiously, "Father, tell me quickly, what else is more important than your life?"
King Mo Ting hesitated for a long time and finally opened his mouth, "I..."
Forget it, what else is more important than his own life? No matter how embarrassed he is, he still has to say that he has no choice!
Everyone held their breath and listened to the next words. The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Mr. Fang was wearing armor, holding a spear, and rushed in majestically, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I have not come to escort you... You rebellious girl, please let go of Your Majesty now."