"Mr. Su, if Han Qianzhong comes to him, will you have a way to deal with him?"

Mo Zhenshan asked Su Yuan with a worried look on his face.

At this time, Mo Zhenshan had no doubt about what Su Yuan said.

Su Yuan did not answer Mo Zhenshan's question immediately, but pinched his right hand into a sword finger, then concentrated his mind and lit up his energy, and pointed nine times in the air at the "Nine Nether Blood Drawing Spell" carved on the hilt of the demon sword like a leech.

With Su Yuan's actions, the nine small red dots of the "Nine Nether Blood Drawing Curse" on the hilt of the knife suddenly turned and turned into another talisman picture.

Mo Zhenshan next to him also saw the changes on the hilt and couldn't help but ask Su Yuancai: "Mr. Su, what are you doing?"

"Han Qianzhong's mind is already connected with the Nine Nether Blood-drawing Curse on the Demon Sword Like a Leech. I have used some methods just now, which will cause Han Qianzhong to be backfired by this evil curse!"

Su Yuan said this to Mo Zhenshan.

"Oh, what will happen after Han Qianzhong is backfired?"

Mo Zhenshan asked Su Yuandao again.

"The power of the Jiuyou Blood-drawing Curse backfire is extraordinary. Han Qianzhong should suffer a heavy blow. In such a situation, he will definitely not give up and will fight back wildly, so what we have to do is wait for the rabbit!"

Su Yuan responded to Mo Zhenshan’s question with a calm look on his face...

At the same time, in a luxurious villa in the northern suburbs of the Magic City.

A middle-aged man in his forties, with a horse face and a Taoist dress as an etiquette, meditated and practiced on a cushion.

Suddenly, a strong aura exploded in the middle-aged man's sea of ​​consciousness. Immediately afterwards, the blood and energy in his eight extraordinary meridians also swelled, and a stream of difficulty surged in the qi sea of ​​Dantian.

The suppressed forces, these forces gathered together and rushed towards his forehead.

"puff…"

In an instant, the middle-aged man couldn't hold on and opened his mouth suddenly and vomited out a large pool of blood that was fishy, ​​red and sticky.

The sudden change immediately made the middle-aged man realize something was wrong. He quickly took out a black ceramic bottle from his arms, unscrewed the lid and poured out a blood-red pill, opened his mouth and swallowed it, then sat down cross-legged, and lucked

Come on the job.

After a while, the middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then stood up, a sinister cold light flashed in his eyes: "I really didn't expect that someone would actually save Mo Zhenshan, not only let him

My failure also caused the power of the Jiuyou Blood-drawing Curse to retaliate on me! Fortunately, there was a Condensation Yuan Guizhen Pill, otherwise more than half of my cultivation would have been destroyed! This person dared to ruin my big deal! It was extremely hateful that this person was extremely abominable!

, I must find him and repay this great humiliation!"

Then, the middle-aged man took out a cell phone and unplugged a number. "Cousin, where are you now?"

"Qianzhong, I have been waiting for your good news. According to your plan, Mo Zhenshan should not be able to survive today, right?"

The person on the other end of the phone immediately asked the middle-aged man excitedly.

"Mo Zhenshan is not dead!"

The middle-aged man said coldly.

"Ah? Mo Zhenshan is not dead? Didn't you say that he can't last for three days and will definitely die? What's going on?"

The man on the other end of the phone was shocked and hurriedly asked the middle-aged man.

"Someone saved Mo Zhenshan, and the man also discovered the secret of the demon sword like a leech, the Nine Nether Blood-drawing Curse, which caused me to suffer a backlash!"

The middle-aged man said this to the man on the other end of the phone.

"Ah? Qianzhong, then how are you doing now?"

The man on the other end of the phone was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly asked the middle-aged man.

"Fortunately, I have a holy pill on my body. I saved my life and cultivation after taking it!"

The middle-aged man replied.

The man on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the middle-aged man: "Qianzhong, do you know who saved Mo Zhenshan?"

"Uh... I don't know for the time being, who saved Mo Zhenshan."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and then said to the man on the other end of the phone.

"Then...would Mo Zhenshan already know that it was our attack on him? If he knew, what should we do?"

The man on the other end of the phone asked the middle-aged man nervously.

"Cousin, don't panic. Even though Mo Zhenshan knew that it was our attack, he did not have any substantial evidence, so you don't have to worry too much!"

The middle-aged man said to the other end of the phone.

"Mo Zhenshan is not an ordinary person. If he knew that it was our attack on him, he would definitely take revenge!"

The person on the other end of the phone said quickly, after all, he was very clear about Mo Zhenshan's energy.

"Don't worry, cousin, I will take action myself tonight, and I will never let Mo Zhenshan see the sun tomorrow morning alive!"

The middle-aged man said this to the man on the other end of the phone.

"Okay! I believe with your ability, Mo Zhenshan will definitely die this time!"

The man on the other end of the phone suddenly became excited again when he heard this.

"Mo Zhenshan is not difficult to deal with. What I want to deal with is the person who caused me to suffer a backlash!"

The middle-aged man said to the man on the other end of the phone. "This man not only saw the Nine Nether Blood-drawing Curse hidden in the hilt of the demon sword like a leech knife, but also used this curse to make me suffer backlash, which shows that this man's ability

Not weak, it is a dangerous enemy!”

"Uh... Qianzhong, then are you sure to deal with that person?"

The man on the other end of the phone said this.

"Don't worry! I have practiced the secret technique of moving mountains for many years. Whether it is martial arts or magic, there are few people who can match it in today's world! Although that person has some skills, I have a killer skill. At that time, I will definitely do it.

Let that man die without a place to bury!"

The middle-aged man said this in a sinister tone.

"That's good! That's good! Then I'm waiting for your good news!"

The man on the other end of the phone finally calmed down.

Time passed quickly, and it was soon midnight.

Mojia Manor, in the main hall.

Su Yuan sat calmly on a sofa, beside him, Mo Zhenshan and Nangong Shuxue were the only ones.

The reason why Mo Zhenshan wanted to stay was because he was the victim himself, and he was also a "bait" and the main target.

Nangong Shuxue is because she is a master of Xuanwu dual cultivation, and she wants to stay and help Su Yuan.

Su originally wanted to reject Nangong Shuxue, but this little girl used both soft and hard work, and even kept acting coquettish to Su Yuan.

In desperation, Su Yuan had to let her stay...

Nangong Ting originally wanted to stay and watch the fun, but was driven away by his own baby daughter. After all, he was just an ordinary person.

Others from the Mo family, including Mo Zhenshan's wife Meng Mingxia, as well as many staff members and even bodyguards in the hospital, temporarily left the Mo Family Manor villa under the arrangement of Mo Zhenshan.
Chapter completed!