Her soft voice paused slightly, and she raised her hand, placing a palm on Mo Jinghao's back.
His straight back bent instantly, and with a "pfft," he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Mo Jinghao lay face down on the ground, his face pressed against the pool of blood.
There's always a price to pay.
As Mo Yunzhao spoke, he used his foot to turn Mo Jinghao over, then squatted down, took a dagger, and dislocated the tendons in Mo Jinghao's limbs.
Mo Jinghao's screams continued, and when Mo Yunzhao finally struck him on the dantian with a palm, his unwilling cries pierced the sky.
Finally, unable to bear the pain any longer, he fainted.
“Father…” Mo Bici was forced to kneel, unable to lift her head.
But those screams made her tremble, filled with intense hatred.
“Fu Liu, ask them if they submit in an hour.”
Mo Yunzhao threw away his dagger and stood up. "Anyone who is not convinced may come and fight. I, the city lord, will beat you until you are convinced!"
The clang of the dagger hitting the ground startled everyone, making their hearts tighten.
The clan leader looked at the blood-soaked Mo Jinghao, and then at Mo Yunzhao's departing figure, and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
Mo Yunzhao's move was ruthless and decisive; he's quite a character.
That's too harsh, and it's worrying.
Ling Jingyu followed closely behind Mo Yunzhao. Seeing that she hadn't stopped, he grabbed her wrist. "Ah Zhao."
Mo Yunzhao was pulled around by him and looked up at him.
Ling Jingyu grasped her delicate finger and held it in front of his eyes. He saw a tiny, pinhole-sized wound on her fair fingertip, still oozing blood.
The oppressive aura she just released came from her blood.
"You... um..."
As soon as Mo Yunzhao opened her mouth, Ling Jingyu grabbed her finger and put it in his mouth.
she:"!!!"
Big White's fluffy tail, sticking up, instantly exploded.
Mo Yunlan gripped the machete, itching to strike, ready to raise it and chop at any moment.
Ling Jingyu released her fingers, then took out the perfect healing powder, poured it on her, and then untied his hairband to gently bandage her fingers.
"Ah Zhao, you must take care of yourself."
Mo Yunzhao looked at his fingers, which were wrapped up like a cicada pupa, and was speechless.
"Just one finger, just a tiny wound the size of a pinhole!"
Is it really necessary to use such high-grade healing powder and such exquisite bandages?
That's a huge waste of talent.
"You won't know the pain unless the needle pricks your heart." Ling Jingyu released her hand.
Cutting off a single hair of hers is like severing his tendons; he'd definitely feel pain.
Mo Yunzhao's face flushed slightly.
Mo Yunlan silently put down the machete. Not bad.
An hour later, Fu Liu came to report that the clansmen had submitted.
How can I not accept it?
If they still didn't submit, they felt like they were going to die there.
Today, they finally witnessed Mo Yunzhao's prowess; it turns out he didn't rely on banned drugs.
Ling Yongnian's face turned pale from the oppressive aura. He struggled for an hour before he managed to avoid kneeling on the ground in a disheveled state.
As the oppressive aura dissipated, he pointed at Doctor Yang and said, "Go and take a look at Master Mo right away."
Regardless, Mo Bilian is still one of his options.
Show goodwill when appropriate.
However, starting today, he is even more certain that Mo Yunzhao is his first choice.
With this kind of momentum and strength, and with Mo Yunzhao helping him, why should he worry about not being able to seize the position of Crown Prince?
He was determined to get Mo Yunzhao!
Dr. Yang examined Mo Jinghao.
Mo Bici asked anxiously, "How is my father?"
Doctor Yang withdrew his hand. "The spine is broken, the tendons in the limbs have been severed, and the dantian has been destroyed. He will be bedridden for the rest of his life."
Those who are paralyzed on one side are completely useless!
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