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612. Chapter 612 Demon Cult [12]

Is he an old monster who knows how to preserve his appearance?"

Having been scolded as an old monster just now, the evil spirit leader was still angry and finally took the opportunity to return the favor to her.

To be honest, Mo Zihan had no inner strength at all and was able to escape from her blow. It can be said that there is almost no one before or since.

She didn't think that she was lucky enough to escape. If she didn't have the actual combat experience, the little temptation just now would definitely be fatal to her.

When the evil spirit leader said this, Mo Zihan laughed.

"What a pity. It is true that I am the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Mo Liwei. It is true that I am in my prime. It is true that I am very different in age from you, mother-in-law.

Mother-in-law, you bully the young with your big one, and I have nothing to say if I lose. If you want to kill me, just do it!"

The evil spirit leader's martial arts skills are too high. If he takes the initiative to attack, he will definitely seek his own death. The only way is to make her angry and force her to take action.

Only in this way can the five of them find out her weaknesses and attack her. Otherwise, even if the five of them attack at the same time, they will never be her opponent.

But this time, the evil spirit leader smiled instead of getting angry.

"Little girl, you are very scheming!"

Regarding the words of the evil spirit leader, Mo Zihan was noncommittal.

"You almost made me suffer with this move just now, and now you want to use this move? It's a shame that I praise you for your cleverness. You should know that the same move only has one chance for a master.

It was because of your lack of strength just now, otherwise I would have been defeated. So if you try to use this trick again, I'm afraid it won't work."

Seeing Mo Zihan's dark face, the evil spirit leader smiled charmingly.

"Actually, the North Vietnam Emperor's martial arts is indeed very high, almost beyond the level of all of you ordinary people. Unfortunately, no matter how high your mortal martial arts are, they can never compare with the immortal magic that I practice."

"Then what do you want?" Tuoli asked.

He looked away from Mo Zihan and turned to look at Tuoli. The evil spirit leader did not answer, but asked: "Are you sure you are the son of the late North Vietnamese Emperor Balsi?"

"What? Do you think I am also an old monster?"

Not only was the leader of the evil spirit not angry at Tuoli's sarcastic remarks, but he showed the shyness of his little daughter and covered his mouth with a smile.

"I heard that your mother was a geisha in a brothel. Do you know who your grandfather is?"

"You are not allowed to insult my queen mother!"

Looking at the evil spirit leader who was smiling charmingly at him, Tuoli felt extremely angry. If it weren't for her, his mother would not have died.

But now the person who killed his mother is right in front of him, but he has no ability to avenge his mother.

Tuoli clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turned white, and her nails were digging into her flesh as if she didn't know what to do.

Mo Zihan saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. But at this time, she was even more powerless.

Seeing that Tuoli was angry, the evil spirit leader kindly explained: "Don't be angry, I just asked you this just because I thought you looked like an old friend I knew.

But this old friend of mine is very old and should be considered your grandfather, so I ask you this."

"If he answers you, can you let us go?" Mo Zihan asked.

"Of course not!"

"Then why should he answer you?"

"..."

"Okay, if he answers me honestly, I can let you go."

The evil spirit leader's words made everyone present frown.

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