Chapter 1478

Wusen is very regretful at the moment. Why did he listen to his son and feel that he could take advantage of the young people from far away

If he had not believed Wu Ziyang's persuasion, the result would not have been today.

Blame this trash!

He couldn't help looking back at Wu Ziyang, but Wu Ziyang came to persuade him as if he was enlightened

"Dad, I'll leave the Castle Peak here without worrying about firewood. This time, it's our fault. There's no need to fight with Mo's family name..."

"You

However, hearing his son's reasonable words, wusen became more and more angry.

Why didn't you say that earlier!

He didn't know that Wu Ziyang was not enlightened at the moment, but worried that in case his father had an accident, his position in the Wu family would also plummet

Wusen naturally didn't know what he thought. At this time, he nodded dejectedly and agreed.

After all, it's no use fighting.

Mo Nan can chop Ning Lao with a knife. He can chop him and another King Wu with a knife. However, he doesn't want to die.

In the distance, the old rascal asked impatiently again:

"Next, who's coming?"

Knowing that his father was embarrassed to open his mouth, Wu Ziyang stood up instead of the former and said with a smile:

"No, No."

"I'm a wizard. I'm willing to make the decision for my father. I'll keep all the Lingbao I've brought here..."

Listening to Wu Ziyang's words, those masters nearby could not help showing their astonishment.

Even wusen's face suddenly turned red and a mouthful of old blood came out. He looked at wuziyang angrily

"You..."

For a long time, he was so angry that he couldn't say a complete word.

Of course, he's ready to admit it, but at least he'll be more tactful. Now Wu Ziyang says that. Sure enough, Wu Sen turns his head and sees another King Wu and many great masters with complicated expressions in his eyes.

It's very simple.

If the reclusive clans want to convince the public, or even accept the powerful king of Wu to serve them, they naturally need to show their strong power.

However, Wu Ziyang's words at the moment, as if suddenly awakened these people, if the wizard family has not enough power to protect them, even can't do self-protection, then what do they still stay in the wizard family to do?

"Poof!"

Hearing this, even Mo Nan in the distance was amused. He sympathized with Wu Sen and nodded to Wu Ziyang

"Well, what I want is your attitude. If you become a wizard, you can leave things and go away."

"Really?"

Wu Ziyang didn't know how much mistake he had made. Hearing this, he bowed his head and was ready to ask for credit with his father.

However, he didn't expect that. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw wusen looking at him with a deep face

"Dad?"

Wu Ziyang didn't know why.

But wusen closed his eyes, raised his head and murmured in a low voice

"Yang'er, don't blame my father for being cruel. For the sake of my family, you have to pay for what you say wrong."

Before Wu Ziyang could understand, he wanted to know what the cost was.

Wusen suddenly raised his head, face a ruthless, directly toward the son Tianling cover took down.

Not far away, Mo Nan did not expect this scene, suddenly took a breath.

As the saying goes, tiger poison doesn't eat son yet. Wu Sen, in order to save the face of the Wu family, is really cruel

On the other hand, wusen patted his son to death without any grief. He looked at the masters and the king of Wu with a deep face

"If anyone dares to go out and talk about today's affairs, which will make my family lose face, he will have such a son. Then, don't blame me for not thinking about the past."

At present, a group of masters who had just left the witch family's mind nodded their heads.

He nodded with satisfaction. Then wusen looked back at Monan, who was squinting. He took out the Lingbao one by one and put it on the ground. Then he bit his teeth and turned around

"Today's disgrace is written down by my family. I hope you will not regret it in the future."

With that, he swung his sleeve heavily and strode away.

But a few masters hesitated at this time, and finally picked up Wu Ziyang's body. It seemed that they were ready to take it away together.

Monan looked at wusen's back and frowned.

What do you mean, it's the death of your son on my head?

Fang Zhenghua beside him also said in a deep voice: "no less, just let him go?"

"What else?"

Monan hummed back.

Obviously, Fang Zhenghua is sincere, but he is not a good man. He immediately made a move to wipe his neck and said:

"If you want me to say, kill it, so as to avoid future trouble. Otherwise, if you are thought of by a king of Wu, you can't say that something will happen one day."“ Forget it Monan also had this idea, but after thinking about it, he waved down the idea. He, Monan, never does anything that doesn't mean what he says. Since wusen has kept all the Lingbao he brings, he will let these people go. The main thing is that the old rascal felt that wusen couldn't turn over any waves. He killed his son ruthlessly. He was certainly a cruel person, but he would rather kill his son than fight with Monan. It just shows that in his heart, Monan has become an invincible existence. In this way, it doesn't matter whether wusen can be let go or not. Fang Zhenghua wants to persuade again. Mo Nan interrupted him with a direct wave, then pointed to the Lingbao on the ground in the distance and said, "no, let's go and see what's in those Lingbao with me. If you can use them, you might as well choose some." He said with an air. However, when we got to the Lingbao, the old rascal's face turned black. What's more, the Sorcerer's family is also a little poor. Twenty people came here with only three pieces of Lingbao. A black flag, a long sword and a stack of talismans can not be regarded as Lingbao. That's it. It's gone. Old rascal black face, embarrassed to see Fang Zhenghua one eye. It was Fang Zhenghua who had known Mo Nan for a short time, but he had already understood this guy's mind. He immediately shook his head and said: "forget it, these things are not available to me. You'd better put them away by yourself."“ Really not? Don't be polite to me. I'm not a mean person Monan patted his chest. When Fang Zhenghua heard this, he hesitated. Although he couldn't use it, he chose a long sword and gave it back to his sister Zhou Wei, which was also a compensation for her worrying about him for such a long time. Who knows, as soon as he hesitated, someone immediately changed his face and said, "Oh, you are so polite. Since you don't need it, I'll take it all." Before the voice fell, a pile of things on the ground had been received by Mo Nan at a speed that Fang Zhenghua could not see clearly. Fang Zhenghua