Hearing Huai Ying's words, not to mention Mo Ziyun, Mo Qingxuan, Fei Li Qiankun and others were also frightened and their scalps were numb.
Mo Qingxuan said cautiously: "Mr. Huaiying, what you mean is..."
"Oh? Don't you understand?"
Young Master Huai Ying smiled slightly and waved to the group of people holding the door open.
Looking behind the crowd, the middle-aged man stepped forward.
Mo Qingxuan and Fei Liqiankun looked at each other, but they didn't know who this man was.
For a while, Fei Li Qiankun seemed to have seen something, his eyes tightened countless times, but he was not sure, so he could only ask carefully and quietly: "Are you..."
"This is Zhao Qiluo, and he is a dog I raised. Of course, you may have never heard of his name, but I think you have all heard of his name. What is it... King Xuanqi?"
Na Huaiying said it all with a smile.
The words fell to the ground, boom!
The minds of most people present went blank for an instant.
The hearts of Mo Qingxuan and Fei Li Qiankun have both stopped.
Everyone was dumbfounded!
He saw Mo Qingxuan sitting on the ground, his face extremely livid, his eyes widened, and he looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief.
"Xuan...King Xuanqi? You...are you King Xuanqi?" Mo Qingxuan's eyes were dull and he asked in a nagging voice.
"That...King Xuanqi who possesses Xuanxin magic?" A Soul Man next to him said tremblingly.
"It's impossible... King Xuanqi... why is he here? And... and he also worshiped the Diqingmen? This is impossible..."
People were trembling and terrified.
"King Xuanqi? Xuanxin magic? Father...what is that?" Mo Ziyun looked at Mo Qingxuan blankly and asked.
"A thaumaturgy that can easily deprive others of their will!"
Before Mo Qingxuan could open his mouth, Fei Li Qiankun spoke first.
"Deprivation of will?"
Many people's hearts tightened.
"It is said that King Xuanqi has millions of walking corpses under his command! These walking corpses have been deprived of their will by King Xuanqi and have become puppets that can be controlled by him at will. If he wants these people to go east, they will never go west. If he wants them to go east, they will never go west.
They commit suicide, and they will never live an ignoble existence. It can be said that these people are his tools and playthings." Fei Li Qiankun said in a low voice: "With this miraculous skill, Lord Xuanqi soon became Li's leader.
No one dares to provoke an overlord in the Holy State, but...how could he be here...and...become the subordinate of Young Master Huai Ying..."
Fei Li Qiankun's face was filled with solemnity, and his eyes were filled with fear.
You know, with this technique, Zhao Qiluo can continuously recruit powerful people with extraordinary strength.
Just holding the door open, how could such an overlord be in the palm of their hands?
How did Huai Ying do it?
"What, is it strange that this guy is my dog? You don't think that the millions of trash he raises can pose any threat to me?" Huai Ying put down his wine glass and said with a smile: "Or,
Do you have any questions about my strength?"
"Don't you dare, I won't dare!" Fei Li Qiankun hurriedly clasped his fists in salute, and said with fear and fear: "Young Master's power is unparalleled in the world, how can Lord Xuanqi be your rival?"
"Oh."
Huai Ying chuckled softly, and was too lazy to pay attention to Fei Li Qiankun. He turned to look at Mo Ziyun and said: "Mo Ziyun, you can choose for yourself. Do you want to obey me obediently, or let me erase your will and become a person without anything?"
You choose the plaything of your soul."
Mo Ziyun's delicate body trembled slightly, and the pain and hesitation in her eyes became more and more intense.
Finally, she suddenly raised her hand and struck her forehead unceremoniously. At the same time, she accumulated a strong power of time with her other hand and struck her all at once.
This is obviously to disrupt his own time trajectory after committing suicide.
but...
With so many powerful people here, and this King Xuanqi here, it is simply a fantasy that Mo Ziyun wants to commit suicide!
Then he saw a strange restriction fall on Mo Ziyun's palms.
The palms hitting her head stopped instantly.
Mo Ziyun's autumn eyes narrowed.
She looked towards King Xuanqi, but she saw that King Xuanqi just raised one hand.
Yun Danfeng imprisoned her so easily... The strength of King Xuanqi is probably not inferior to that of Nian Tian!
"Mo Ziyun, you really disappoint me!"
Huaiying suddenly slapped the cup on the table.
Boom!
The cup and the table turned into powder in an instant.
Huaiying stood up, staring at Mo Ziyun with cold eyes, and walked over.
Mo Ziyun's eyes were hesitant but flickering with determination, and she was also looking at Huai Ying.
"Are you rejecting the opportunity I gave you?" Huaiying said expressionlessly.
"If I really fell into this so-called mysterious magic and became a walking corpse, I'm afraid what I said is not enough evidence. Let the Shenji Palace sanction the Shentian Palace! Otherwise, why are you wasting your time with me here?
King Xuanqi has already made a move!" Mo Ziyun secretly gritted her teeth and said: "Since I can't die, then let me become a walking corpse!"
"You forced me to do this, Mo Ziyun." Huaiying was furious: "Besides, do you think it will be okay if you become a walking zombie? Don't forget, if you refuse my gift, it will only bring harm to the entire Mo family!"
After the words fell, Huai Ying shouted: "Take down Mo Qingxuan and his wife, give me Ling Chi in front of this bitch, and then sacrifice them alive!"
"ah?"
Mo Qingxuan's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly knelt down and begged: "Master, no!"
"Huai Ying! You..."
Mo Ziyun was also extremely frightened.
"quick!"
Huai Ying shouted loudly.
"yes."
The men immediately ran down.
Mo Qingxuan tried his best to beg, but to no avail.
He had no choice but to turn his head, look at Mo Ziyun, and shouted urgently: "Ziyun! Daughter! My good daughter, do you really want to kill your father and your mother, really want to harm the Mo family? Just agree to it.
Come on! Dad is here to beg you, dad is kowtowing to you!!"
Mo Qingxuan begged frantically, feeling extremely embarrassed.
He didn't want to die like this, let alone die in frustration like this.
"Miss, do you really want to watch the Mo family die because of you?"
"Miss... the Shentian Temple is just a sect of yours. The Mo family is the place where you were born and raised. Is it really worth sacrificing the Mo family for the sake of the Shentian Temple?"
"Miss...please just agree to Young Master Huaiying!"
"Miss, please!"
Everyone in the Mo family knelt down, crying and shouting loudly.
Mo Ziyun said nothing, but her delicate body was shaking violently.
At this time, she didn't know what to choose. She was just staring at the spot, at a loss.
At this moment, a scream came from outside the door.
Mo Ziyun hurriedly looked toward the door. When she saw the scene outside, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning!