At the moment Qingyan fell, Mo Qi, who was standing not far away, watched the scene for a moment, and finally came over and took him away.
When Qingyan woke up again, he was tied to a dim room. He moved and pulled the wound behind him. The severe pain came, and the sound of iron chains came beside him.
He was shocked to find that his hands and feet were tied up by iron chains. He was about to use his internal force to break free when he heard Mo Qi’s voice coming from a distance, “Don’t waste your energy, this spirit-locking chain is specially used to lock you up.”
“Who are you, why do you want me?” Qing Yan struggled angrily, “Let me go”
“I am the king of pluto.” Mo Qi slowly walked out of the dim corner, smiling softly, but with a hint of weirdness.
“You are not.” After looking at him for a while, Qing Yan calmed down and knew why he was attacked by Fenghuo and the other two. Everything was because of the deception of this fake Pluto.
Because Jiang Xiaoxiao said that Shen Xiaoming had already returned to the underworld, it was only possible that he was lying.
“You know now, it’s too late.” Mo Qi smiled with sarcasm. His mind was just like this. He couldn’t even tell the truth of Pluto, and he deserved to be used.
“Let me go, I’m going to find Mo Su.” Qing Yan was not thinking about his own life and death at this time, but the Hell Butterfly told him that Mo Su was missing, whether she left herself or something unexpected happened.
If it was the former, he would be quite at ease. If it was the latter, he would save her even if he fought to the death.
“You are infatuated.” Mo Qi looked at him and said, “But you no longer have the chance to go out to save him. You should worry more about yourself. But I won’t kill you so quickly. You still have some use, so stay here honestly.”
After that, Mo Qi left the dim room without looking back, and then slowly closed the door and locked it.
I only heard the heart-wrenching roar from inside, “Let me go, I’m going to save her.”
But in the end the door was closed ruthlessly, isolating the last ray of light.
After Mo Qi left, he went to the bedroom with some pastries and tea he had prepared himself.
At this time, in the bedroom.
Fenghuo, Lisi and Yue Shu were standing there in a row, slapping themselves in the face, and the loud and clear slap sounded throughout the bedroom.
“Eighty, eighty-one” Lis counted hoarsely, his face looking ugly.
I didn’t expect that the final punishment would be two hundred slaps each person, and I had to slap myself here, and listen clearly, otherwise it would not count.
So they played so loudly and crisply.
The fight was very rhythmic and without any shame. It seemed that he was willing to accept such punishment, which was light for him.
Fenghuo beats himself in humiliation.
Shen Yeming looked at this scene and glanced at the woman lying there closing her eyes to rest. He didn’t know what happened to ask her to punish her subordinates, but he didn’t want to ask too much.
He doesn’t want to care about things that have nothing to do with him now.
Just as he was about to pour her a cup of tea that he woke up, someone walked in with the tea one step earlier than him. He stared at the man expressionlessly, as if he had no joy for his arrival.
Of course, there was no extreme displeasure.
Mo Qi, who walked in, glanced at the three people slapped loudly, and smiled slightly. She was so light that she could do it.
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