Seeing this scene.
Chen Xianhe and Chen Daoxuan looked at each other and smiled faintly.
Chen Xianhe stepped forward and reasoned with Mo Changsheng, ""Dao Friend Mo, why did you stop my uncle and nephew?"
Behind him.
Chen Daoxuan secretly held a light purple photostone in his hand to record the evidence.
"Hahaha,"
Mo Changsheng laughed wildly. " Chen Xianhe, cut the crap. Today, I'll ask you one last time. Are you going to hand over the Chen Clan's magical equipment store or not? "
Hearing this direct threat.
Chen Xianhe's face turned pale. He said nervously, ""Dao Friend Mo, don't make any mistakes. I'm warning you, I've already informed the Zhou Clan's patrol fleet.
You have to think carefully. Killing a fellow cultivator is a great crime. Do you want your Mo clan to be raided and exterminated?"
When he heard the words " extermination ", a hint of fear appeared in Mo Changsheng's eyes.
