Chapter 701: Heavy, evil

"The Lord of Fort Warburg" Sulligan drank, while avoiding Hua Chi's eyes, he retreated sharply.
At the top, Su Qiqi, who has been slowing down, also looks down: "Brother, what happened?"
She knew that something happened to Hua Chi.
Even Mo Wenxuan frowned fiercely, and the laughter of Sheng Ge just killed his life. He didn't want to participate here.
After all, there was Mo Wenchen who would always make him seem useless, so he would not show up.
But because of Feng Su, he had to tell Mo Wenchen.
Unlucky to catch up with this scene.
"The Lord of Fort Warburg is crazy." Suli shouted as he stepped back towards the attic and said, "He wants to control me with Dementia."
As he said, he flew forward and jumped behind Su Qiqi: "He must be evil."
Mo Wenchen also quickly blocked in front of Su Qiqi: "It seems that Fang Yi's woman still succeeds."
"This woman is really abominable and must be removed." Sheng Ge was also injured, and he wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth while talking. He hasn't recovered since the serious injury. Such an effort would almost break himself The five internal organs are fortunate enough to close in time.
The current Shengge can not even die for Mo Wenchen and Su Qiqi.
After all, there is no Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen, nor is there today of his Shengge. In the past, he knew it was his fault.
"What to do now" Su Qiqi is anxious: "How many people can resist Brother Hua's dementia"
Anxious for a while.
I thought I could collect Fang Yihe's funeral flowers for my own use. I didn't want to, but Hua Chi was controlled by them.
This is simply a bad news.
Mo Wenchen glanced at Mo Wenxuan: "If you go back to Fuzhong first, I will send someone to invite you."
Looking at some chaotic battlefields, Mo Wenxuan nodded, and he also understood that the current Mozun is not as good as before, even a purple boundless world can't be beaten.
It would be difficult for him to work with the demon again.
What's more, he dared to play Mozun because of Feng Su, a in his hand.
Now that Feng Su has fallen into the hands of others, he has no qualifications to plan with them.
Therefore, he chose Mo Wenchen.
Even if the heart is reluctant, there is no choice, even now Dreamland is in the hands of Mo Wenchen.
If there is no Mo Wenchen today, the dream country may no longer exist.
Therefore, Mo Wenxuan only hesitated, then nodded and left.
Although there was a lot of smoke at the gates of the city, everything remained the same in the city, but the people didn't come out and walk around as usual.
None of the Dreamland officials was involved in the war, all waiting for news.
Together with Mo Wenxuan also stayed in Fuzhong.
This is Meng Li's order. If you cannot lead a soldier to fight, do not participate in this matter.
"Juqi, don't worry." Mo Wenchen turned and looked at Su Qiqi again, and when he explored her veins, he saw no difference, and sighed: "I will deal with it myself, you go back to the palace to rest."
"I'm fine." Su Qiqi shook his head: "I'll go and see Brother Hua."
"Juchi." Mo Wenchen was anxious: "He is now"
"It doesn't matter." Su Qiqi waved his hand: "No matter how deep his dementia is, he can't control me."
"I know, but now he is under the control of Mozun." Mo Wenchen was so anxious that he regretted that he had not stopped Hua Chi just now, knowing that there would be danger.
"Brother Hua is too eager for quick success." Su Qiqi sighed. "It was also because of me that he was forced to that point."
"You are not wrong." Mo Wenchen knew that Su Qiqi would blame himself, but they would eventually.
Can't be so vague all the time.
At the time, Hua Chi liked Su Qiqi, and everyone in the world knew that this was unacceptable to Mo Wenchen.
Although Su Qiqi chose Mo Wenchen in the end, all kinds of misunderstandings were relieved, but it was also a thorn in Mo Wenchen's heart. It hurt when he touched it.
At that time, Su Qiqi fell to the bottom, and Hua Chi found her body, retrieved the moon soul, and handed it to Su Qiqi himself.
Mo Wenchen did nothing.
If there are no thunderous rumors, Hua Chi must be the same as Lei Yufeng.
Mo Wenchen would care about the world again.
After all, Su Qiqi is the most important in his life.
Su Qiqi didn't answer and had already stepped down the attic and walked towards the gate.
Fang Yihe's funeral flowers were defeated, leaving hundreds of thousands of soldiers to flee, and these soldiers became captives.
At this time, one team by one of the Dreamland Shoucheng Army was taken to the barracks, ready to deal with.
Some soldiers were clearing the corpses on the ground, and the blood smelled.
Let Su Qiqi be unable to adapt.
Hua Chi slowly walked towards the city gate as usual. The folding fan in his hand was still behind, and his face was still as smooth as jade, with a smile on his face.
It's just that the smile doesn't reach the bottom of the eye, it's too fake and too fake.
Let Su Qiqi be a little hesitant.
Standing there watching Hua Chi walk towards himself.
"Juchi." Hua Chi's smile disappeared, looking straight at Su Qiqi, the fan in his hand also fell to the ground, seems to have slept for a long time, just awake.
"Brother Hua, how are you?" Su Qiqi was also a little hesitant, it seems that Hua Chi is not as Suli said.
Mo Wenchen had chased him from the attic, and saw Su Qiqi and Hua Chi standing there face to face. He was also a bit worried, and came up to embrace Su Qiqi in his arms.
Looking at Hua Chi while guarding.
Hua Chi's dementation has always been ineffective for Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen.
This is no exception.
So Mo Wenchen was not afraid of him, he was worried about Su Qiqi.
Hua Chi also glanced at Mo Wenchen and frowned fiercely, but didn't move, just stood there and stared straight at him.
"It's okay." Su Qiqi shook his head and saw Hua Chi looking directly at Mo Wenchen. She understood that Su Li was right, Hua Chi had hit Fang Yi's rune paper.
At this moment, he is only working for the deities.
Be your own natural enemy.
But he was as gentle as ever.
Nothing has changed.
Or if the demon is too heavy, it will guide the current situation.
"Brother Hua" Su Qiqi called again, frowning fiercely, while pulling Mo Wenchen's wrist: "What to do"
"It's all right." Mo Wenchen still patted the back of Su Qiqi's hand gently, his face calmly: "He won't threaten us. The target of Mozun is you, but he is in the heart, absolutely Won't hurt you. "
"But he looks like this now" Su Qiqi still feels helpless: "How do we deal with Zi Wuya"
"There will always be a solution." Mo Wenchen looked at Hua Chi again. He had already turned his face away and didn't look here.
It looks the same as at the same time.
However, he also understands that such a Chi Chi is very dangerous.
"Brother Hua, let's go in." Su Qiqi still called Hua Chi, his heart seemed to be blocked by a big rock, and he was extremely sad.
"Okay." Hua Chi smiled, his style remained undiminished.
But my eyes were a bit cold, and I no longer looked at Mo Wenchen.
Looking at it like this is very common, and it is unexpected that he is no longer Hua Chi.
He is now obedient to Mozun, and the middleman is Fang Yi. As long as Fang Yi has a word, he will obey, no matter what he does.
Of course, in Mo Wenchen's view, even if Fang Yi let Hua Chi kill Su Qiqi, he would not obey.
Because Su Qiqi has become his demon, no one can change it, even the demon.
Just like Mo Wenchen.
Even if he is in dementia, he can kill all the people in the world, he will not do anything to Su Qiqi.
Mo Wenchen didn't have any taste in his heart, how could he not be jealous unless he was not frequent.
Suli also greeted him, but avoided Hua Chi: "Juchi, what happened to him?"
I dare not look at Hua Chi's eyes. After all, his mana is not weak. It is also difficult for Hua Chi to control him forcibly, unless he looks at Hua Chi himself. In this way, Hua Chi can directly capture his soul and let Suli Everything obeyed his orders.
"It's okay, Fang Yihe's funeral flowers should be able to stop for a few days in the past few days, we think of some ways." Su Qiqi sighed: "The damage of the demon statue should not have come out, otherwise Fang Yi would not rush to attack the king city, see Come, we have to find Brother Burning. "
"The Twelfth Palace is now the boundary of Zi Wuya." Mo Wenchen also just received the news.
"So fast, he even recovered." Su Qiqi froze a bit: "This man is really capable."
"He must have received the twelfth house before he hurt the demon." Mo Wenchen had long thought that the needle of Su Qiqi must have been merciless, otherwise, how could Zi Wuya reach the twelfth house, How can I hurt Mozun.
Gently rubbing Su Qiqi's shoulder, he felt a little distressed and said, "Don't think too much, you should take a good rest."
"Okay." Su Qiqi was really tired. She also knew that she couldn't help, and everything here should be taken care of.
She followed at most.
While looking at Hua Chi again, he stopped and asked Mo Wenchen: "You have to be careful. The people you deal with also have you. Brother Hua just wanted to control you, right?"
"Yes." Mo Wenchen answered truthfully: "However, even if my mana is not upgraded, he cannot control me."
The voice was much softer: "In the past few days, Zi Wuya will also be quiet and practice. I will discuss with King Mengli against him. Why should Hua Chi leave him with you?"
This was also decided after Mo Wenchen thought twice.
He knew that Hua Chi couldn't control himself and Su Qiqi, but it was Su Li and Sheng Ge that would be in danger, let alone dreams.
They have no more energy now.
Waves have not settled and waves have risen again.
"Yeah, at least Brother Hua can't control my mind." Su Qiqi also understood that there was no other way.
Hua Chi is very dangerous now.
It is easy to kill Hua Chi. After all, Mo Wenchen's mana is far above Hua Chi. Now Hua Chi is not surrounded by Hua Yi and Hua Guang, and there are no people who spend money to help.
However, they will never do that.
Just like Zi Wuya, knowing that he is now unforgiving, Su Qiqi failed to kill his heart.
After all, it was Zi Wuji's body, a man who had guarded her, and never asked for returns.
She is not iron-hearted, even if Mo Wenchen is given to her heart, she is still affectionate.
Mo Wenchen took a deep look at Su Qiqi before turning around and leaving.
He has to deal with post-war matters.
As for the conversation between the two, Hua Chi only did not hear, his face remained unchanged, and his face was indifferent.
He only laughed at Su Qiqi.
Although the temperament will not change greatly after being controlled by the rune papers, but Hua Chi, who is a practitioner of dementia, will definitely fight against foreign objects. He is the person who controls others.
Therefore, he would not be at the mercy of Fang Yi like Yue Funeral.
He didn't even chase Fang Yi, but stayed beside Su Qiqi.
It's just that I can't break through that rune paper for a short time, I can't control myself.
But in front of Su Qiqi, he could let go of everything.
"Brother Hua, let's go." Su Qiqi greeted Hua Chi toward the palace. At this time, the people in the city were still afraid to walk out. After all, a war had just stopped and people were still shocked.
Baiguan also talked about the captives around Mengli at this time.
This war can be handled by Mo Wenchen, but the captives can't be cut off. After all, the 100,000 army is not a decimal. Who is Mo Wenchen? These hundred officials are not clear, but in their eyes, they are definitely foreigners.
How can the dream power fall into the hands of foreigners. Starter
Even the goddess can't be convicted of military power.
Mengli just sat there, listening to the opinions of the hundred officials, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
If this war is fought by him instead, he believes that the city of kings has already fallen and he will either die or become a prisoner.
Compared to Mo Wenchen, his number of segments is too low.
He couldn't help but feel sorry for himself.
"Well, both Tiger Rune and Dragon Rune are in Mo Wenchen's hands. How do these captives dispose? It's not your turn." Meng Li finally said with some annoyance: "This dream country is about to face countless games like this War, who of you can lead the battle? "
In a word, the hall was silent again, and the needle drop was audible.