Sign in to a female emperor’s wife at the beginning

Ding, trigger the sign-in task in the main hall of the Zhao family, the details of the task: the host needs to appear in the main hall of the Zhao family in three months to complete the sign-in task."

At this moment, Zuo Help's mind remembered the sound of the system's prompt.

"What? Three months later? Isn't that the day when the Zhao family is going to select a new round of the Zhao family's patriarch? That day must be as strong as a cloud. Didn't I sign in in the past to seek death?"

Mo Yun's face was stiff, and the whole person felt like he was about to explode.

What is this mission? Is this a human task?

Wu Zetian looked at the Zhao family, no, it might be called the first candidate of the Zhao family, Zhao Tian-level, with a flip of his palm, he was about to take out the Asura Divine Sword.

"Wait." At this moment, Mo Yun stepped forward and stopped Zhao Tianjie.

Wu Zetian frowned slightly, obviously not understanding why Mo Yun wanted to stand up at this time. You must know that Mo Yun is just an ordinary person without spiritual power.

Facing Zhao Tianjie, who is above the twentieth level, he will definitely be slapped to death by a slap.

Mo Yun looked at Zhao Tianjie and said lightly: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to talk to me like this."

"What?" Wu Zetian's beautiful eyes widened, his chin almost didn't fall to the ground, he stared at Mo Yun in a daze, his pretty face was full of the expression "Is he crazy?"

Wu Zetian stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Moyun's clothes stiffly, as if he wanted to remind Moyun that if Zhao Tianji wanted to kill you, I couldn't stop him.

However, Mo Yun didn't seem to listen to Wu Zetian's opinion, but put his hands behind his back and looked at Zhao Tianji indifferently.

"Hehehe." Zhao Tianjie couldn't help laughing, his eyes looking at Moyun were full of icy coldness.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that I, Zhao Wuji, the next family candidate of the Zhao family, would meet someone more attractive than me at home."

Zhao Tianji took a step forward, and the majestic pressure on his body poured out frantically. He pressed in the direction of Mo Yun and Wu Zetian.

"Stop." Wu Zetian took a step forward, blocking the magic cloud, resisting the terrifying pressure for the magic cloud.

"Boom." The huge pressure directly plunged Wu Zetian's jade feet into the soil.

"What? Wasn't your kid quite arrogant just now? Now even my coercion needs someone to block you?" Zhao Tianjie's eyes crossed Wu Zetian.

Looking at the magic cloud, a trace of ridicule and disdain appeared on his face. There is also a trace of cold killing intent.

Regardless of their origins and backgrounds, Zhao Tianji must kill them.

Otherwise, once today's matter spreads, it will not only affect the competition of the next Patriarch, but also be a great insult to his reputation.

Wu Zetian's eyes were dignified, and drops of cold sweat kept falling. Obviously, Zhao Tianji put a lot of pressure on Wu Zetian. In my mind, I was constantly looking for a silver lining.

Mo Yun looked at Zhao Tianjie and said in a cold voice, "Damn, Zhao Tianjie, why don't you kneel when you see me?"

Wu Zetian, who was looking for how to escape, almost fell to the ground when he heard Mo Yun's words.

Brother, can't you not stimulate others?

Don't you see people on the brink of anger?

You are so crazy to stimulate people, they slap you to death, who are you going to reason with?

Zhao Tianjie began to look at Mo Yun in surprise. Obviously, Mo Yun's words just now made Zhao Tianjie cautious.

"If this guy is not a fool, then this guy must have a strong backer."

Zhao Tianjie was thinking quickly in his mind, and his eyes began to become surprised.

"Boy, who are you?" After taking a deep breath of the cold air, Zhao Tianjie had decided that as long as this guy had no background, he would immediately kill Moyun.

Mo Yun smiled coldly and said lightly, "Knight of the Holy Realm."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Zetian's eyes almost didn't fall to the ground, and he cried in his heart: "It's over, my life is over."

Are you a Holy Knight? You are probably the target that the Holy Knights want to destroy the most.

Wu Zetian is a crazy complainer in his heart.

"What?" Zhao Tianji couldn't help wrinkling his brows. He looked up and down at Mo Yun in disbelief, apparently maintaining a strong skeptical attitude towards Mo Yun's words.

Mo Yun coughed calmly, "Zhao Tianji, if you want to kill me, you must first get my guard, but as long as you don't kill me today.

Tomorrow, the holy world will surely pacify your Zhao family. "

Mo Yun said lightly, as if Mo Yun was really the supreme knight of the Holy Realm, his gaze towards Zhao Tianji was full of contempt.

Zhao Tianji stared at the demon cloud, and a tyrannical killing intent was constantly surging in Zhao Tianji's heart.

Obviously, Mo Yun's arrogant tone had already stimulated Zhao Tianji, who was arrogant in his heart.

Wu Zetian moved the lotus step lightly, completely blocking the demon cloud behind him, preventing Zhao Tianji from losing his mind and rushing over to bite the demon cloud alive.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

After a long time, Zhao Tianji said slowly: "Boy, I'm not sure whether you are a Holy Knight or not, at your age, you have such a strong guard by your side.

Presumably you are not an unknown person. Today, you will take a rest at our Zhao family for a night, and I will find out your identity tomorrow. "

Having said this, Zhao Tianji paused. Mo Yun groaned in his heart, and an unpleasant feeling came to his heart.

"If you are really a Holy Knight, then the old man will apologize to you personally. If you are not a Holy Knight, then this old man will surely kill you in the Zhao family."

Having said that, Zhao Tianji waved his hand.

"Shu Shu Shu." With the sound of a few broken air falling, in the dark cabin, a few more figures appeared out of thin air. Wu Zetian's pretty face instantly became ugly.

One Zhao Tianji was enough to make him concentrate fully, and he didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest. Now, there have been several masters who are not weaker than Zhao Tianji.

Longtan Tiger Cave.

They are doomed.

Drops of cold sweat fell from Mo Yun's forehead, but in the pitch-black cabin, Zhao Tianji didn't notice the sweaty Mo Yun.

Mo Yun cursed all the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the system fiercely in his heart, and now Mo Yun really wants to say something.

I'm sorry, but I'm not a Holy Knight, we're just passing by, passing by, please let me go.

But Mo Yun knew with a leather drum that if he said that, the end would only be more miserable. Not only would Zhao Tianji not let them go, but he would also cut them into five pieces.

So, now the only option is hard steel.

"What if I say I don't want to?" Mo Yun asked coldly, forcibly suppressing his trembling legs.

"Haha." Zhao Tianji laughed. In the darkness, Mo Yun couldn't see Zhao Tianji's smile, but he could hear the sarcasm and killing intent in Zhao Tianji's smile in public.