Chapter 77 The Queen, She Wants to Slap (10)
If you admit your mistake and admit defeat, it will be boring.
Ye Tang held his slender and pale hands with force, and all the roses bloomed, and everything returned to peace with Siluya's last scream.
Ye Tang then let go of the hand that blocked Feng Moyu's eyes.
Feng Moyu looked indifferently as countless rose petals fell from the air to the ground. No blood was like nothing had happened. Only the faint smell of blood in the air reminded the people present what happened just now.
Ye Tang dealt with the traitor so simply, and Cu Nan brought the remaining blood clan to Ye Tang.
"See the Queen."
"Well, take this spirit hunter to the dungeon and lock him up. You are not allowed to attack him without my order."
"yes."
Mu Chen's face turned pale after witnessing everything. He had seen the bloody scene before, and he had never killed less blood clans, but it was the first time he had seen such torture methods.
This queen of the human race's innocent appearance is far more vicious than he thought.
Everyone else left, and Feng Moyu said without any emotion: "When will the queen hold him?"
Ye Tang spread his hands and said with a smile: "I don't imprison you, you can go down by yourself."
"But you haven't left, I thought you wanted to stick to me and I couldn't bear to leave me."
A hint of shame appeared behind Feng Moyu's ears. He quickly got up and walked aside, not going to see Ye Tang as if he was angry.
Ye Tang didn't care, "We have signed an equality contract now. You should tell me what your wish is, otherwise how can I help you realize it."
Feng Moyu didn't say anything immediately. He was silent for a moment and took out an object from his clothes.
This is a silver bell.
It is very similar to the one that Horn destroyed, but the pattern of this one is more exquisite.
This should be the real holy weapon.
Feng Moyu held it in his hand and shook it. Like the fake one, he couldn't make any sound.
"This holy weapon was built by my grandfather, and I paid my life for it and passed it to my father. If you own this thing, you can serve as the president of the Spirit Hunting Society. Those people are coveting it."
"They planned on my father to seize the position of the holy weapon and the president. My father sealed this holy weapon with his life at the last moment. He didn't want to start a war between the human race and the blood race because of this dead object."
"I pretended not to know all this to live to this day."
Although he suffered a lot of suffering and humiliation, he survived and thought that one day he would make everyone involved in this matter pay the price he deserved!
Ye Tang knew this more clearly than he knew.
The reason why his grandfather was able to create this so-called holy weapon was extremely harmful to the blood clan because the heart of the blood clan was sealed in this holy weapon.
His grandfather tried his best to make the queen of the blood clan fall in love with him for her heart.
But after he took his heart to refine the holy weapon, he regretted it and found that he really fell in love with the queen.
He wanted to return his heart, but where would the hunting spirit allow it?
Before his death, he passed this thing to his adopted son, Feng Moyu's father.
He did not tell anyone about that past, but only told Feng Moyu's father to find a way to seal the holy weapon for a balance between the human race and the blood race.
This was the wish of the queen at the time, and he finally let the queen down.
Ye Tang didn't plan to tell Feng Moyu about these things.
She only looked into his eyes, "Tell me, your wish."
"Kill the betrayed Feng Linger, and make everyone involved in the seizing power pay the price, and at the same time..."
Feng Moyu looked at the holy artifact in his hand and slowly lowered his eyes, "Let the clan and the blood clan not interfere with the river."
He could only do his best to do his father's instructions. As for the human race and the blood race to live in harmony... that was impossible!
Every race has its own way of living.
This is something that may not be accomplished if it takes a long time.
"Okay, I will help you do whatever you want." Ye Tang stretched, "I've been tired these days. You can go down and rest first, and I'll wash it up too."
"good."
Ye Tang returned to her room and looked at it. The wardrobe was filled with colorful clothes. After looking around, she chose a red one.
The silver-haired and red dress looks very pleasing to the eye.
After Ye Tang finished washing, he went to the dungeon.
In the huge iron cage, Mu Chen was tied with his hands and feet in shackles. He could walk in less than the door, and Ye Tang walked to him.
Mu Chen, who had been here for a while, thought about a lot of things, and when he saw Ye Tang, he asked directly.
"You and Feng Moyu have been together from the beginning?"
"Yes, from the moment I appeared before you, he and I were with me, of course, the plan was made by me."
"You forced him?"
"How can you say that you are compulsive when you are in love?" Ye Tang chuckled, "Don't worry, as long as they bring the person I want to exchange, I will let you go."
"I don't need anyone to exchange me for it. Don't implicate others if you want to do!"
Ye Tang held his hands lightly, and the chain immediately straightened him as his hands. Ye Tang held his chin with two fingers and smiled.
"Oh~ would you use yourself to save that wind chime?"
"What if I let you be my blood servant? I'd rather?"
Mu Chen looked at her without fear, "You can do it."
Ye Tang laughed and let go of his hand, "You stay here and wait until when I am interested, then look for you to play."
When Ye Tang returned to the room, he saw Feng Moyu standing there, and his eyes swept over his clothes, Ye Tang raised his eyebrows.
What the hell is this deep v white dress?
"Your clothes?"
"What they gave to me."
Ye Tang touched her chin. Perhaps her subordinates thought Feng Moyu was her blood servant. Her eyes were hard to control in this outfit.
Although Feng Moyu looks a little thin, you can see a very good figure on her chest. She likes this figure that looks slim and undresses.
"Then what are you doing in my room?"
Feng Moyu was silent and stepped forward and tilted his neck.
"You are..."
Could it be that she was moved by what she said, no matter what wish he had, he would help him realize it, so now she voluntarily sucks her blood?
So well-behaved.
Ye Tang sighed in his heart, stroked Feng Moyu's neck gently and rubbed it twice.
"Okay, you go back to your room to rest first, I'm tired too."
Feng Moyu looked at her deeply and turned around and walked out. There was still a slightly cold touch of Ye Tang on his neck, but...
Not the feeling he wanted!
Thinking of the words I heard just now, Feng Moyu headed towards the dungeon.
Ye Tang was really tired and just wanted to show off his bad luck.
[Master, where have you been in this positive state?]
——Ha, are you willing to let it come out?
【Hehe, master, don’t I want to disturb you?】
[Host, your first world is so active, why do you still want to make a fuck now?]
——Who made me have a bad system?
The system is silent and the person disappears.
Chapter completed!