"This is her destiny, God's will cannot be violated!" Mo Huang responded again.
"Including you, King Xi, you also have your destiny!"
"Okay, that's all I'll tell you. I'll go down and wait for you. I believe you will come down and meet me soon!"
As he finished speaking, a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
puff!
The next moment, a cloud of blood mist was seen spraying out from his atrium, and then he fell straight down.
A generation of heroes, the master of Mo Pavilion, fell like this!
"Lord Pavilion Master..." Seeing this scene, Mo Jia not far away cried out in pain, with endless grief on his face.
As soon as he finished speaking, he dodged and ran towards the back of the compound.
Even the Pavilion Master is no match for the King of the West. If he stays here any longer, he is obviously waiting for death.
"Do I allow you to leave?" Ling Hao said solemnly, and chased after him like a phantom.
The teleportation speed of the Emperor Realm Dacheng is much higher than that of the Xiaocheng Realm. Within ten seconds, he has already caught up with the opponent within a hundred meters.
Immediately afterwards, he flipped his wrist and a sword shot out, as fast as lightning and as powerful as breaking bamboo.
laugh!
Without any surprise, the sword flashed past the shoulder of Mo Jia's right arm.
Immediately afterwards, one of Mo Jia's arms was broken off at shoulder level and fell to the ground, blood spurting out wildly.
"Hmm..." Mo Jia groaned and fell down, doing several somersaults on the ground.
"Do you have any chips to exchange for your life?" Ling Hao walked over steadily: "Can you give me the answer to the question I asked your Pavilion Master before?"
"I...I don't know..." Mo Jia climbed up from the ground with difficulty, a look of panic flashing in his eyes.
Just because Mo Huang was able to accept death as if he were resigned to his fate does not mean that he can do the same.
However, he no longer had any thoughts of escaping. With his current situation, there was no hope at all.
"All the people assigned to various government offices in the capital are personally responsible for the pavilion master. They only follow the instructions of the pavilion master..."
"Except for the forces here, where are the others in Mo Pavilion?" Ling Hao continued to ask.
Regarding the Yamen chess pieces, he believed that Mo Jia did not lie to him!
This is just like the informants placed by the Western Border Army and Shadow Sect in some departments or some overseas countries, and are only responsible to a specific person!
For something that requires a high level of confidentiality, naturally the fewer people know about it, the better!
Even Ling Hao didn't know most of the informants placed outside by the Western Border Army and the Shadow Sect!
Of course, this does not mean that he has no right to know. All informants have a special confidential file system. With his authority, he can naturally see it anytime and anywhere.
He just didn't have the energy to take care of this matter, so he gave full authority to the people in charge of the files in the two offices to manage this group of people.
When he needs to use informants, the first person in charge of the file will activate the corresponding chess pieces.
"What...what do you mean?" Mo Jia was stunned for a moment before continuing.
"In addition to the headquarters, Mo Pavilion has only four branches. Since the four leaders fell one after another, all the staff have been called back."
"Except for the two or three thousand people in the compound, the rest are some grassroots disciples who are scattered outside to perform tasks. They..."
"Do you think I want to get to know these people?" Ling Hao interrupted him coldly.
Naturally, he has no interest in these little soldiers and generals!
