Accompanied by the sudden stagnation of breath, the next moment, Mo Jiu's eyes flashed and Pei Feng appeared in front of him, and then he grabbed his neck with a big hand and pushed him backwards against the iron gate.

The back was hit hard, and the right to breathe was truly deprived, and Mo Jiu showed a painful expression.

"I want to kill you!" Pei Feng said coldly. She found such scars on the boy. It is conceivable how much torture and abuse he suffered during this period.

What about apart from the teenager? Others may be more harmed and more serious. There are also civilians who do not cover their bodies, cannot fill their stomachs, and cannot make their homes!

Thinking of this, Pei Feng's murderous intent to Mo Jiu was once again aroused, and it was even more difficult to suppress it.

Such tyrants should be eliminated, whether for the young or for the people of the world!

Mo Jiu grabbed Pei Feng's arm with both hands, and his body instinctively made him struggle and resist her, but under the absolute power gap, all his behavior was useless, his sense of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and the vision in front of him became blurry, and death was already waving to him.

However, this feeling is not unfamiliar to Mo Jiu. Under the severity of the torture of those people, he was played with many times. After he was killed, his life was in danger.

This time, is he really going to die?

Mo Jiu's eyes were half open, thinking in a daze.

But he didn't have a trace of fear. What's the fear? There would be no such thing in this world that deserves his nostalgia. If it weren't for Ye Rumeng, if it weren't for the complete revenge, he would have...been dead long ago...

Now that death is at the hands of Pei Feng, it seems to be a good choice...

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu couldn't help but smile, and a look of relief and pleasure appeared in his eyes, which were wet with physiological tears.

Pei Feng and Han Qingyan kept staring at Mo Jiu, and naturally noticed his expression change. The former's surging anger immediately weakened a lot, while the latter was once again surprised and shocked.

Is this tyrant really not afraid of death?

"Pei Feng."

Without Han Qingyan saying anything, Pei Feng let go of his hand. It was not because she was kind, but because she felt that killing this tyrant would be too cheap!

She didn't know that Mo Jiu regarded death as the reason for liberation, and she had no interest in exploring it. But since this was not a punishment for him, it would be impossible for her to get him to do what he wanted.

For Han Qingyan, she seemed to be increasingly unable to see through Mo Jiu.

Death is liberation?

Then what happened in his past can make him fearless of death...

Mo Jiu slid to the ground close to the iron door, covering her neck and coughing violently. Her eyes were filled with physiological mist and extremely red.

Han Qingyan was thinking, but when she saw Mo Jiu in this way, she was stunned.

Until now, she seemed to realize that Mo Jiu was the only male emperor in ancient times and had a different gender from her.

The originally arrogant emperor fell in front of her, frowned with thin eyebrows, wet eyes, and bright red lips opened, causing a violent breath from it... This is something that no one else could see in his life, but it was presented to her like this.

Han Qingyan's heart trembled and she actually felt her heartbeat faster.

She is so eager to the male emperor?

As if she was guilty, Han Qingyan looked at Pei Feng and found that she looked normal, but her face was a little bored and irritable, as if she was unhappy because she could not directly resolve Mojiu.

Recognizing Han Qingyan's gaze, Pei Feng looked over. She immediately restrained her strange expression and said calmly: "You can't just kill it like this, otherwise there will be no one in the throne, and the dynasty will be more chaotic than it is now."

Upon hearing this, Pei Feng frowned, but understood that the truth was that. If he could not find his heir and he rashly killed Mo Jiu, it would cause greater turmoil.

Then they will be the ones who will harm the people at that time.

"And it doesn't matter even if there is no heir. As long as we hold power..."

Halfway through, Pei Feng already understood.

They could completely make Mo Jiu a puppet emperor, and then his existence was just to stabilize the palace and to truly govern the world.

Pei Feng didn't think they were not good at governing the country. She believed that Han Qingyan's ability could completely turn around the world with her own strength. If it was not a little nicer, as long as Mo Jiu was not in charge of power, even if he let any beggar on the roadside come to the emperor, it would not be worse than now.

"It just takes a long time to fully grasp the entire palace, so he must not die and must live well."

"Well, I'll listen to you." Pei Feng had unconditional trust in Han Qingyan.

Han Qingyan pursed her lips. She seemed to have found such a righteous reason to not be able to kill Mojiu, but she had to admit that she actually had selfish thoughts...

That is what Mo Jiu experienced in the past made her confused and curious.

Anyone can roughly understand the information, age, gender, occupation of this person at the first glance... If you stare carefully for a period of time, you can even see the past and future of this person.

Predicting the future and peeking into the past. This is her innate ability.

Even the emperor was surrounded by dragon energy, she could barely see some things, such as how many children she had, even if she was an illegitimate child.

Only Mo Jiu, she couldn't see through it, and at most she could only figure out what he was thinking about at the moment. The past was blank and the future was invisible.

This is almost an irresistible temptation for her who has the ability to understand the secrets of heaven.

She wanted to see Mojiu clearly.

With such an idea, Han Qingyan would save his life.

Well, that's all...

Han Qingyan's "There is no silver here" deepened this idea.

"Why... don't kill me..." Mo Jiu raised his eyes slightly and looked at Han Qingyan.

He heard that it was Han Qingyan who asked Pei Feng to stop.

Han Qingyan looked down at Mo Jiu. From this perspective, the high-ranking male emperor was unaware of it. He seemed to be favored. Fortunately, he acted coquettishly and angry with the guests. The man in the building...

She shook her head, feeling that there were too many distractions in her mind.

"Does Your Majesty want to die like this?" Han Qingyan calmed down and said indifferently.

"It's not that you have to kill me..." Mo Jiu curled his lips slightly and uttered two words coldly, "Hyit..."

At this moment, he could still make harsh words.

"I understand..." Mo Jiu gasped violently for a long time, and after receiving oxygen supplements, he could think again, "You want to undermine me and take power... Otherwise, once I die, without an heir, the whole country will be even more chaotic..."

"So, you dare not kill me..." Mo Jiu smiled.
Chapter completed!