Chapter 787 - Cook Hundreds Clown
“Go in and take a look.” Mo Wen didn’t intend to consume here at all, he strode in, letting Snowflake wet one of his clothes.
At this time, Mowen’s complexion was gloomy, if he couldn’t find Yu Lan, he wouldn’t mind ruining this forest.
Mo Xiaobing followed closely behind him, and suddenly stopped as he walked. His pure white eyes looked at the Mo Wen, stained with weird colors.
“Dad,” she called out.
Mo Wen looked back, and saw Mo Xiaobing smiled and looked at herself. Snow flakes formed a small arc on top of her head, like a small snow-white hat.
He looked at Mo Xiaobing deeply, before turning around completely after a while, his voice was cold, “Mo Xiaohuan, where is Lan Lan?”
“It looks like this guy really told you everything about Dad.” Mo Xiaobing, who had already invaded his consciousness by Mo Xiaohuan, smiled, not afraid of the cold breath of Mo Wen’s body.
As soon as the words fell, Mo Wen stepped forward and strangled “Mo Xiaobing” by the neck. The dark eyes were stained with scarlet blood, “Tell me, where is the blue?”
Even though her neck was pinched, “Mo Xiaobing” didn’t have the slightest fear or discomfort. She just smiled faintly, raised her hands and grabbed Mo Wen’s wrist.
The thin but bone-piercing layer of ice quickly spread up Mowen’s arm, almost touching his shoulder.
Mo Wen indifferently continued to clasp “Mo Xiaobing” around the neck, his expression cold with mockery.
“That’s what you can do?”
He threw “Mo Xiaobing” out with his backhand, Mo Wen slightly raised his arm and shook, the ice layer instantly shattered into powder and dissipated into the air.
“Of course I have more than these skills.” “Mo Xiaobing” crawled out of the snow embarrassedly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually turned hideous. “It’s just that Mo Xiaobing is capable.”
Mo Wen knew that Mo Xiaobing was only under control now, and even if he threw Mo Xiaobing’s bones into ashes, it wouldn’t cause any harm to Mo Xiaohuan, so he stopped his hand and stopped talking quietly.
“However, although Laihu is stupid and weak, he still has some advantages at the critical moment.” Seeing Mo Wen not speaking, “Mo Xiaobing” did not lose half of his pleasure at the moment, “I really don’t know if there is no her How can I bring you here, dad.”
Mo Wen looked at the smiling “Mo Xiaobing” deeply, and suddenly smiled after a few seconds of silence.
The hoarse and low laughter echoed back and forth in the woods, and it sounded great.
“I asked the prophet about that you are a demon and Mo Xiaobing is an angel.” The Mowen who had laughed enough raised his eyelids, and the smile from the corners of his mouth was extremely cold. “The answer is that the devil will disappear after all. The angel will replace her to survive.”
“In other words, you despise Mo Xiaobing’s power now, but in the end you won’t even be able to survive her.”
Seeing that “Mo Xiaobing”‘s face was obviously stiffer, he continued, “I guess, the words of this prophet are actually not very moist.”
“How can you believe this?” After a short period of stiffness, “Mo Xiaobing” returned to his arrogant appearance.
“How could Ye Zhi’s subordinates allow the existence of the prophet, which is the easiest to disrupt the plan?” Mo Wen smiled, stepping forward step by step, staring at “Mo Xiaobing” with cold eyes, “Mo Xiaohuan” , Give you one last chance and tell me where Lan is.”
“What if I don’t say it?” Quickly averted his shocked emotions, “Mo Xiaobing” raised the corners of his lips and looked at Mo Wen, where is the cuteness that he looked like in the past.
“I’m very strange.” Without answering the question of “Mo Xiaobing”, Mo Wen just tilted his eyes and said in a cold voice, “With your personality, you should have come to see me in person at this time, how could you use it? You look down on Mo Xiaobing’s body.”
“Your current body… can’t see people right now.”
“Mo Xiaobing” was shocked and finally smiled.
“Come with me.” She stopped pretending to be a wicked person, turned and led the way.
“Sure enough, I still can’t stand against you, Dad.” She said as she walked, but didn’t look back.
Mo Wen didn’t want to hear her sensational here, and said coldly, “Where is the blue, why are you taking it away?”
“Don’t worry, dad, mom is okay. It’s just that Ye Zhi can’t be defeated by her mother’s current strength.” “Mo Xiaobing” stopped walking in circles, and directly told Mo Wen, “So I have to make her stronger, Ye Zhi I can’t hurt her.”
“What did you do?” Mo Wen frowned.
“Mo Xiaobing” shook his head, but stopped making a sound.
They all walked quietly to the middle of the forest and stopped in a place where there was no half of snow.
“Mom is inside.” “Mo Xiaobing” turned his head, watching Mo Wen’s gaze changed to the usual cunning, not a bit hostile, “But dad, listen to me before you take away mom. .”
Anxious to see Yu Lan, Mo Wen was already standing next to “Mo Xiaobing”, looking at what seemed to be a vacuum zone in front of him, trying to reach out and touch it.
Feeling the cold and smooth touch, Mo Wen realized that there was a realm surrounded by a layer of ice.
The place is not big, but it is absolutely closed.
“Say.”
Seeing “Mo Xiaobing” still looking at herself, Mo Wen looked at her.
“First of all, it’s Cook.” “Mo Xiaobing”‘s thin body looked fragile in the cold wind, and it could be broken when the wind blows, but she still looked at Mo Wen stubbornly with a soft voice, “I’m completely now. Think of Cook’s thing.”
“Cook is not the leader of Siren, he is the leader of the White Envoy base.” “Mo Xiaobing” whispered, “The leader of Siren has already been killed by me, and Cook is just a loyal to Ye Zhi. It’s a dog.”
“Yezhi is not a person who can trust others to do things at all, so he does not believe that human beings can do what he wants to do perfectly.”
“Therefore, he firmly controlled the siren as the main force in his own hands, and sent his running dog, Cook, to China to establish a white messenger base and use it to mess up the human race.”
“That is to say, the clown of the White Envoy base is not Yezhi is Cook, and Cook is also the master of Siren’s face?” It seems that the guess before Zui Wuye was correct, Mowen looked down.
“That’s it.” “Mo Xiaobing” nodded, “Now Cook and Xu Jielin are inside the siren, and together they guard the key to the world of Yezhi.”
“Xu Jielin is there?” Mo Wen narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Knowing Mo Wen’s aversion to Xu Jielin, “Mo Xiaobing” smiled and said, “With his mother here, this guy can no longer be on stage.”
Seeing her so confident, Mo Wen’s eyes were cold, “What the **** did you do to Lan Lan?”
“I won’t hurt my mother anyway.”
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