Chapter 1641 Haven't Washed Your Feet for Three Hundred Years [6]
Chapter 1641 I haven’t washed my feet for three hundred years [6]
Mo Leng also didn't expect that the order in the sound transmission stone just now was like this.
Demon Lord actually directly designated Mo Han?
How do they know that this time their Holy Palace of Light will take the Holy Son with them?
For Guangming Holy Palace, joining the alien war is just a mission and a matter.
But Mo Han is the foundation for the future of Guangming Holy Palace.
The former can be given up, but the latter must not be given up.
"Protect the young master!" Mo Leng immediately retreated and flashed to Mo Han's side.
The people from the Guangming Holy Palace also gathered around Mo Han.
Mo Yan looked at the demon shadow with cold eyes: "If you want Mo Han, just step over my corpse."
Who knew that Mo Nian would slap him away with a slap: "Go away..."
People are still jumping around here before they are killed, which makes me upset just looking at them.
But Mo Liang was indifferent, because the manpower of Guangming Holy Palace was already limited at this time, and if he had to make a choice, of course he would choose the Holy Son.
Spreading the protection of others would only put the Son in danger.
Lin Yanlan and Mo Qin still haven't realized that they are the only women in the room. Aren't they the two of them? That maid had died a long time ago.
Lin Yanlan stared at the stuffed socks with her eyes wide open in shock.
He was immediately controlled.
"Of course, seal her mouth quickly. This woman looks so mean and mean. She is not a good person at first glance. Take her back and remake her." Mo Nian waved her hand decisively.
Mo Yan was knocked away and could never get up again.
Moreover, the beauty of these two people is not even half as good as that of the witch.
Lin Yanlan looked at this scene and said with an unwilling smile: "You are willing to protect a child but not us, you will all die, haha, you will all be looking for death."
"Why don't you arrest them?" Mo Nian didn't know what was so special about these two women.
Lord Demon Lord is not a man, he needs beauty.
Even Mo Nian couldn't help but pinch his nose: "Hey, you haven't washed your fucking feet in several years."
"Stuff her mouth with smelly socks, why is she so noisy!" Mo Nian waved his hand impatiently.
When the demon soldiers heard what the demon shadow said, they all rushed forward and surrounded Lin Yanlan and Mo Han, catching them in an instant.
After all, the poison in his body has reached its final stage.
No matter how strong Lin Yanlan is, she can't defeat so many elite soldiers from the demon world.
In an instant, a demon soldier actually took off his shoes.
As soon as those shoes are taken off, the smell is astonishing.
All his companions stayed away from him.
It wasn't that obvious before, but now everyone around them has dispersed to protect Mo Han. The two of them are now extremely eye-catching...
But at this time, everyone ran over to protect Mo Han, leaving the two of them completely exposed.
Everyone: "..."
Reluctantly, he shouted in Mo Leng's direction: "You won't save us yet? What are you looking at?"
Just three hundred years?
The most terrifying thing was that the demon soldier took off his socks and then continued to respectfully ask Mo Nian: "Sir, are you still stuffing it?"
The demon soldier was embarrassed, but he answered Mo Nian seriously and righteously: "Lord Hui Mo Nian, it's only three hundred years."
"Get away!" The heart-wrenching struggle could not resist: "I won't wu... wu... wu..."
The stinky socks in my mouth are about to make me roll my eyes.
"Very good! Who makes any more noise? There are a lot of stinky socks here!" Mo Nian had a nasty look on his face.
Mo Qin was detained nearby. Looking at Lin Yanlan's appearance, he was even more frightened and dared not speak.