Chapter 825 (2/2)

”Get out of the way, Wen Ruo. I know Mo Yu Xi is here. Let me in!” Suddenly, there was a wild voice outside the hall.

”Yang Zhi Jiu?” Yan Chuan's expression moved and suddenly remembered.

Three people in the hall looked at each other, and Yan Chuan nodded.

Wen Ruo walked out of the hall, soon, Wen Ruo let Yang Zhijiu into the hall!

When Yang Zhijiu entered the hall, he saw Yan Chuan.

”You? Do you dare to come to my Dazhao holy land? ” Yang to jiuleng channel.

Yan Chuan said with a smile: ”I'm looking for Mr. Wen Ruo! Why dare you come? ”

Mr. Wenruo? Suddenly, Yang Zhijiu relaxed a lot.

In turn, Yang Zhijiu looks at Mo Yu.

”Feather!” Yang to nine suddenly soft voice.

”Don't call me Yuxi, I can't stand it!” Mo Yu Xi said coldly.

”What can't stand it? Are you for the North ink hall? You don't have to worry. I've already discussed with my father. As long as you are willing to marry me, my father will help you to suppress everything! ” Yang Zhijiu laughs.

”Oh? If Maori Daojun's seven children are dead, they can sit back and ignore it? ” Mo Yu Xi's expression moves a way.

On one side, Mr. Yan Chuan and Mr. Wen Ruo are observing Yang Zhijiu's expression to judge the case.

”Of course, they are them. I am me. You don't know. My father listens to me. Seven of them will die when they die. Here is the betrothal gift. I am ready. As long as you promise, you will have no worries. You are still the holy daughter of Dazhao Holy Land, and no one dares to move you!” Yang Zhijiu turns his hand and takes out a box of betrothal gifts.

Looking at Yang Zhijiu's confident attitude, Yan Chuan believes more about Mo Yuxi's conjecture.

”Hum, is this the Bureau set up by Maori Daojun? Why against me? Do you want to kill your own flesh and blood? ” Mo Yu Xi angrily rebukes a way.