"Heavenly water, where is it?" Mo Zhen once again gritted his teeth and asked.

He stared at each other with a pair of eyes, and he wanted to see Mo Yangtian as a whole person.

"I really don't know..." Mo Yangtian shook his head and his face was sore. On one side, Mo Xiaoyu was hiding aside, his body shivering.

At this time, a call came again on the side.

"Home! There is something over there!"

On the ground at the corner of the table, a transparent porcelain bottle was flashing with a little bit of light.

Mo Zhen took a look and went up to pick up the bottle.

After the identification, his face was gloomy and terrible.

That's right, this is the bottle of the Holy Spirit!

Before the Fengchu song left, the heavenly holy water was poured out and put into another bottle, and the bottle was still in Moyangtian’s room.

Prepare... Nature is to be a foot!

Otherwise, where is the good show?

Feng Chuge sat in a tree in a black suit with a black man, watching the scene in this yard, full of banter.

"You said, how will Mo Zhen treat Mo Yangtian?" Feng Chuge raised his eyebrows and asked the Emperor.

"It has nothing to do with me." The emperor spit out these four words.

Feng Chu song pulled his lips. "Don't be so incomprehensible?"

"I am very understanding of the style, you see that I am not hanging with the lady on the tree to see the moon now?" The emperor turned his head and turned his face.

Feng Chu's eyes are once again pumping!

She perceives everything that is happening inside, and her eyes become a little bit excited. "Begin, Mo Yan, the old guy, completely angry..."

......

Yes, Mo Zhen is angry!

He held the transparent bottle, and the whole person cast a terrible suffocation!

This heavenly holy water is the treasure of his house, even if he is reluctant to move it a minute, but now, this posture seems to have been given a drink by Mo Yangtian!

Plus everything that Mo Yangtian and Mo Xiaoyu had seen above, Mo Yan's face, gloomy and terrible.

The suffocation of the whole body made Mo Yangtian scared and squatted. "Father, it really doesn't matter to me, I don't know, father..."

"Shut up!"

"Father, it must be those few outsiders, they must be the ghosts they made! Father, you have to believe..."

However, the words have not been said to be complete, Mo Yan has a long leg, almost exhausted the full force kicked Mo Yangtian's abdomen.

"boom!"

Under the powerful impact, Mo Yangtian's body fell straight to one side and finally squatted on the table.

The table is broken and broken instantly!

A wooden stick was so unfortunate that it was poked from the back of Mo Yangtian.

I only heard Mo Yangtian screaming, and the stick pierced his body straight, from the back to the front...

Almost a moment of hard work, Mo Yangtian suddenly broke his breath.

Blood, reddish the ground.

The whole room is full of **** smell.

Mo Yangtian squinted at death, seemingly dead! That face, even if it has died, is still very much.

Mo Zhen looked at the misery of Mo Yangtian’s death, a slight glimpse. After a while, his face was revived again, as Mo Yangtian was not his child. "Not filial son, and my sister happened, and steal the treasure of my family town! Death!"

After the words, his eyes swept over Mo Xiaoyu, who had already been stunned and fainted.