He will definitely get rid of those who want to kill him.
When Baili Wenrou heard this, she finally lowered her head and glanced at Mo Han: "You should know what kind of world this is. If I let him go today, in the future...heh, there will be a powerful enemy."
"No." Who knew that Mo Yan suddenly said: "Sister Baili, as long as you are willing to let uncle go, I swear that I will become the Holy Son of the Holy Palace of Light in the future, and then form an alliance with the demons, and I will never harm the demons.
Half a point."
"Oh, but I can't wait for that time. Didn't you see that the six realms are suppressing the realm, and there are humans. Is this a disaster for the demons? What I can do now is kill one after another." Baili
Wen Wen looked up at the battle not far away with deep eyes.
They stood in the very back corner, so no one paid attention to them.
Hearing this, Mo Han looked at Baili Wenwen and said, "Sister Baili, kidnap me!"
Baili Wenwen raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Han next to him, surprised.
"Sister Baili, as long as you kidnap me, Guangming Holy Palace will never dare to interfere in the war between alien races. Uncle will not gamble my life with this. Otherwise, even if you kill him, there will be a new Guangming Holy Palace soon.
People from the palace are coming in a steady stream. Only by kidnapping me will my father order the withdrawal of this operation and my uncle will give up." His identity gave him the confidence to say this, because his uncle and his father were from the Holy Palace of Light.
The other is the ambassador of the Guangming Holy Palace.
They are the ones who love themselves the most.
Mo Han breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Sister Baili, won't you kill me? Only by killing me will your father and uncle truly hate you."
And he is also the only child whose father has always had a son.
Sister Baili will not kill him, so there is no enmity with Guangming Holy Palace.
At most, it's just a small grudge against the kidnapping, which he can resolve by himself.
Mo Han's identity is special. He is the only holy son of Guangming Holy Palace, and his body has the purest and rarest source of light among all the children of Guangming Holy Palace.
Baili Wenwen stopped talking, but suddenly her eyes searched for two people not far away, and her eyes flashed with amusement.
But the person he was worried about was Mo Han.
The most important thing is that he grew up watching him.
Mo Yan's poison has penetrated deeper and deeper into his heart, and he will definitely die this time.
"Sister Baili, let me owe you one more life, please..." Mo Han looked at Mo Yan, who was getting more and more frustrated and being crushed and beaten by the demonic shadow, and anxiously pulled the hem of Baili Wenwen's clothes.
road.
"Wouldn't kidnapping you really offend Guangming Holy Palace?" Baili said softly and lazily.
"No!" Mo Han shook his head: "I just... want Sister Baili to save Uncle Dang's life. His current body can't do much. In the future, I will definitely use my own way to make the Guangming Holy Palace no longer
Targeting the demons."
Baili Wenwen raised his eyebrows: "Is this your way of repaying the favor of saving your life?"
This idea seems quite interesting.
Now I don't want him to die here.
It's all my fault that I was too conceited, and this hand of cards was played in a mess.
Mo Nian looked at Mo Han who took a few steps back and vomited poisonous blood with contemptuous eyes, and laughed: "After being poisoned by the Three Emperors Soaring Snake, you still want to fight me. Are you humiliating me? But I just couldn't do anything.
Only one-third of the energy is used, now you are tired of playing, you can go and die."
He raised one hand, and a stronger magic power twisted, and then the light power of Mo Yan was like a firefly in the black, getting weaker and weaker, and it was incomparable.