Chapter 1088 (1/2)

Mo Jing Li sneered: ”what do you think they will know?”

Mo xiuyao leisurely approached the chair, playing with Ye Li's slender hand, and said with a smile, ”Jingli, you have suffered from these people, but you still don't have a long memory. You think If you have their handle in your hand, will they be obedient to you? Do you think they won't keep a hand when they help you? ”

Mo Jingli's expression on the face is stiff, fierce sweep to the people on the ground. Many people are somewhat uncomfortable to avoid his eyes, Mo Jing Li heart sink.

On the hall, Mo xiuyao clapped his hands and said, ”now, who will tell this king the whereabouts of the little prince of Nanzhao?”

After a long silence in the hall, a man finally got up and said, ”Lord Lord, spare your life. Wei Chen Wei Chen said Ah! ” Before he finished his words, he was kicked out by the Mo Jing Li standing on one side. The speaker is just a scholar who has no strength to bind a chicken. Although Mo Jingli is not a top expert, his martial arts are not weak. Kicking him is similar to playing. He will kick people out with a kick. Knocked down in the side of the pillar sprayed a mouthful of blood, Mo Jing Li sneered: ”fool! Do you think you will let you go if you say Mo xiuyao? ”

Mo xiuyao shrugged his shoulders and showed his rare sincerity, ”this king can make you die a little more comfortable.” In other words, whether you say it or not, you have to die, just to see how you want to die.

Then the crowd was silent again.

Mo xiuyao was not in a hurry. He got up slowly and walked down from the hall. The slow pace gives people a sense of oppression. Even the fierce Mo Jingli can't help but step back two steps. When he comes back to find out his behavior, Mo Jingli's face is blue and purple.

”Lord Zhao?” Mo xiuyao went to Zhao Zhefang and said with a smile.

”Wang Lord Zhao Zhefang's face was pale and trembling.

”Where is the little prince of Nanzhao?” Mo xiuyao asked. Zhao Zhefang shook his head and said, ”old minister I don't know. ”

”I don't know?” Mo xiuyao frowned and said, ”what do you know?” Zhao Zhefang's eyes wandered. He did not dare to look at Mo xiuyao for a moment. He just begged: ”old minister I don't know anything. Please forgive me! The old minister was confused for a moment, and he didn't dare any more Mo xiuyao looked down at him with a long sigh and said, ”Zhao's family is full of people. We've entered the prison. Ask to be beheaded on another day. ” After that, Mo xiuyao stopped looking at Zhao Zhefang and seemed to have no interest in him at all.

All the people lying on the ground were stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect that Ding Wang's interrogation was so neat. In other words, Ding Wang didn't care about the result at all.

”No! Lord, I know I'm wrong. Please forgive me... ” Zhao Zhefang cried. He could not see the look of Mo xiuyao. He looked at Ye Li who was sitting on the hall. ”Princess, the old minister is wrong. Please forgive the old minister and the whole family. They are all innocent. Please spare your life Ye Li sighed a little, looked sideways at Mr. Qingyun and said with a smile: ”grandfather, it's so noisy here. Let's go back to your room to have a rest first?”