“No need.”

Just when Situ Yao had some longing in his heart, Mo Zizai suddenly grinned and then pierced Situ Yao's chest with a shot, "I never engage in formalism, and it is not important to me."

"As long as you can go back with your head and pay tribute to me, it doesn't matter anything else."

"You...you..."

Situ Yao held the spear that pierced his chest and looked at Mo Zizai in disbelief. He never expected that Mo Zizai would choose to kill him directly.

The feeling of joy that had just risen, as well as his longing and ambition, turned into a bubble under this cold shot.

Situ Yao widened his eyes and looked at Mo Zizai with great reluctance. Finally, he used all his strength to question Mo Zizai: "Why do you always don't follow the rules!!!"

"What a mess?"

Mo Zizai frowned. He didn't know what Situ Yao planned. He obviously didn't understand what Situ Yao meant. However, he was too lazy to listen to it anymore, so he pulled out the spear that pierced Situ Yao. "If you have any questions, go to the underground and tell me. By the way, he would like to say hello to me. Then he said, "Da Zhou, it's safe."

After the spear was pulled out, Situ Yao's body fell directly into the words of the guard behind him. He stared at Mo Zizai with one thought in his mind, that was, if he had not planned to kill Tang Shuyu and had a fight with Mo Congyi and a spear, wouldn't he have lost so badly?

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Chapter completed!