Xu Qianmo's body swept past Mo Weiwei, and he grabbed Mo Weiwei's neck with one hand and carried her to the city tower.
Mo Weiwei struggled and shouted: "Xu Qianmo, you bitch! You are a bitch!"
In front of everyone, Xu Qianmo raised the corner of his lower lip and smiled evilly, making people shudder.
"I have just finished saying that those who disrespect me will be executed immediately! Today is the first day I took office. This is the first person to die after taking office! You all have a look at me! Who will do this in the future?
If you dare to commit it again, this is the end. Those who don’t want to live come, as long as you come, I don’t mind killing all the people who are looking for death in Luoyue City!!”
Xu Qianmo's fingers moved slightly, and Mo Weiwei's hands and feet immediately stopped moving, like a broken doll, swaying in Xu Qianmo's hands.[
As soon as Xu Qianmo let go, Mo Weiwei's body fell down like a piece of thin paper.
Ning Juncheng didn't stop Mo Weiwei for a while. When Mo Weiwei died, his eyes turned red!
Laughing loudly: "Hahaha, I caused Qin Qinglan to be poisoned by cold wind, just to make my junior sister look at me. Qin Qinglan came back to Luoyue City for you Xu Qianmo, but left Luoyue City. My junior sister died in the end
In your hands of Xu Qianmo, hahaha, I have fulfilled me. From now on, the younger sister will be mine."
After saying that, he hit the city wall, blood flowed and his body slowly slid down.
Even if Yuheng's disciples saw it, they were unwilling to come forward to help.
Since Xu Qianmo is already the city lord and is allowed by Mr. Ziyun, they must treat her as the city lord.
Mo Weiwei will die just because she doesn't know how to live or die, and she deserves it if she dies.
Old Man Wuwei looked at the bodies of the two with a very sad look, shook his head, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.
If you kill Mo Weiwei, I am afraid that Xu Qianmo will be in trouble in the future...
That person won't let her go...
I won't let her go.
Xu Qianmo remembered that Ning Juncheng said that he had caused Qin Qinglan to be poisoned by cold wind, staring at the corpse on the ground with cold eyes, and remained silent for a long time and did not move for a long time.
If I had known that Ning Juncheng had caused Qin Qinglan to be infected with the cold wind poison, I wouldn't have let him die so happily!
It's really bad to know that you will die but can only wait for death.
Seeing Xu Qianmo succeed in establishing his power, Feng Shang's grandmother walked up and asked in a low voice: "Mo'er, what's going on?"
Xu Qianmo nodded and said nothing. He followed Fengshang's grandmother to Yaoguangyuan, cut off a small piece of Silver Moon wolf's skin and covered it underneath, and then placed the fake blood flute on it.
After the mission was completed, Xu Qianmo and Xiaoxiao returned to Ziyun Mountain.
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Three days later, Jiaoyue gave birth to two small silver moon wolves, one male and one female.[
Xu Qianmo looked at the two small silver moon wolves and felt full of curiosity.
"Old Mr. Ziyun, look, are your two little silver moon wolves the sky-level silver moon wolves?"
Old Man Ziyun smiled and shook her head, "It's unlikely."
"How is it unlikely? Zhuyue is the bloodline of the heavenly level, and the bright moon is also the bloodline of the heavenly level. The small silver moon wolf they have produced may also be the bloodline of the heavenly level. What's more, there is fairy energy on Ziyun Mountain."
Old Man Ziyun was also very curious and looked at the two people, one old and one young, "Let me wipe the little Yinyuelang clean up."
Xiao Xiao covered the male silver moon wolf with a piece of cloth.
Xu Qianmo tilted his head to look, Well, it's golden light.
"Biaoyue, you are so happy. This little wolf baby is from the heavenly bloodline, the King of Silver Moon Wolf."
Old Man Ziyun was also curious. There were only five of them in total, one level of the heavenly-level earth-level divine beast.
If two more are born, what does it mean?
"Xu Qianmo, it seems that these two little silver moon wolves should follow you too."
Xu Qianmo looked at the old man Ziyun and then looked at the bright moon. The bright moon, who had just given birth to the baby, was very weak.
What Xu Qianmo was most worried about was whether something would happen to the Jiaoyue.
If she brought two little silver moon wolves together and Jiaoyue would have an accident, she would rather leave Jiaoyue and her son and three wolfs in Ziyun Mountain.
"Old Ziyun, there is only one divine beast with the bloodline of the sky. But now three are appearing... My bright moon will be safe for the rest of my life?" What Xu Qianmo wants to know the most is whether the three must die.
Two.
She hopes to live well for these three.
"Whether the bright moon will be safe depends entirely on you. These two heavenly-level silver moon wolves should not have come out. Now that they appear, it means that destiny will change! You must make good use of it!
Maybe they can help you a lot!"
The Silver Moon Wolf grew very fast. Three days later, Xu Qianmo held the mother Silver Moon Wolf baby back to Luoyue City.
Yueye Palace has been cleaned up, and Xu Qianmo feels comfortable to see.
Ling Lingqi looked excited when she saw the wolf baby in Xu Qianmo's hand.
"So cute. Will it look like this when my cape gives birth to a little silver moon wolf?"
Xu Qianmo rubbed the wolf's head, "It's possible."[
Ling Lingqi and Xu Qianmo sat side by side on the city tower on the second floor of Yueye Palace, looking at the people coming and going below.
Xu Qianmo is now the lord of Luoyue City. Everything in Luoyue City should be under her control.
Looking at Ling Lingqi's smiling face, Xu Qianmo was hesitating in his heart. If the friendship is the first priority, Ling Lingqi will die... Can she take action?
"Mo'er, I feel proud of you! You have only been practicing for a year and have become the lord of Luoyue City!" Ling Lingqi shook her calves and smiled like a flower.
Xu Qianmo envied Ling Lingqi from the bottom of his heart. He could laugh so pure and flawlessly, as if he had never been hurt.