Mo Jiaojiao smiled sweetly and had no intention of letting go: "Sister, I haven't opened my mouth to admit defeat yet. This competition is not over, how can we let go."

Mo Qingyan's second aunt looked at her anxiously: "Just admit defeat, it's not shameful."

Mo Qingyan gritted her teeth and raised her head with difficulty: "If it was a real strength competition, if you lose, you lose. But she actually won with treasures. I don't accept it."

Mo Jiaojiao curled her lips disdainfully: "Sister, you are still so naive.

Treasures are also a part of strength. If you lose, you lose. Why bother talking?

Just admit defeat obediently, you don't want to be stepped on by me all the time."

Mo Qingyan stopped talking and was struggling hard.

Mo Jiaojiao's eyes turned cold, and her feet suddenly exerted force.

"Crack!"

There was a loud noise, and an unknown number of bones in Mo Qingyan's back were broken.

Mo Jiaojiao looked around the audience: "Elders, elders, I feel that my sister is not capable enough and she cannot continue to protect the family's business.

Especially when it comes to cooperating with Ye Xiu, I think it would be better to let her go into seclusion and practice, and leave the business at hand to me."

As soon as these words came out, many leaders responded one after another.

"Jiaojiao, this is a good suggestion."

"I agree."

"Just do it."

...

The ink pours out from the smoke and the face is like ashes.

She wanted to speak, but the force on Mo Jiaojiao's feet suddenly increased, making it impossible for her to speak.

The bad breath in Mo Jiaojiao's heart finally came out, and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter: "Sister, why don't you admit defeat? If you keep talking harshly, you may die."

Mo Qingyan just stared at her with a pair of extremely resentful eyes.

Mo Qingyan's second aunt stood up: "You've gone too far!"

She wanted to save Mo Qingyan, but was surrounded by a group of elders.

"You!!" She was shocked and angry.

The corners of Ye Qinghan's mouth raised: "You'd better just watch the show on the side, otherwise you may get burned."

Mo Qingyan's second aunt was extremely angry, but she could only watch as Mo Qingyan was humiliated.

So many elders surrounded her, and she couldn't break out.

Ye Qinghan crossed his legs, looked at Mo Qingyan being stepped on, and thought of Ye Xiu.

After cleaning up Mo Qingyan, it was his turn next.

Mo Jiaojiao suddenly squatted down and whispered in Mo Qingyan's ear: "Do you know where you are inferior to me?

In addition to appearance and figure, it is family background.

My mother is unparalleled in power, who in the entire Temple of Demons would not fawn over her?

But what about your mother? Now she is just a waste, and few people are even willing to mention her.

You have lost to me in terms of strength, background, status, and appearance, so what qualifications do you have to fight with me?"

Mo Qingyan's teeth were almost broken.

The humiliation Mo Jiaojiao caused to herself was unprecedented.

However, she had no way to refute.

I am indeed inferior to her in every aspect.

Seeing Mo Qingyan's extremely aggrieved expression, Mo Jiaojiao became even happier.

There was a dagger in her hand, and she slid it back and forth on Mo Qingyan's face: "This face is quite beautiful, but it lacks something...

What's missing? Oh, yes, it's a word, two words.

The word "bitch" is engraved on your face, and it will be perfect."

Mo Qingyan showed a look of horror.

If she is inscribed, she will have to live in humiliation for the rest of her life.

Mo Jiaojiao suddenly exerted her strength and wanted to carve words on Mo Qingyan's face.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!