"I give you two choices, either roll to the side within three breaths to see how your incompetent son dies in my hands, or you kneel here and you and your son die together!"

Ye Yaorao's tone was plain, but it had a shocking force. Everyone had no doubt about what Ye Yaorao said. Since Ye Yaorao could say it, it would definitely be able to do it.

After a moment of hesitation, a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes and stood up obediently, but the pain in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

Seeing that Mo Bufei made it open, Ye Yaorao turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaohu. At this time, Mo Xiaohu finally woke up. Mo Xiaohu seemed to have felt something from Ye Yaorao's eyes.

"Dad! Save me!"

Mo Xiaohu subconsciously thought of his father Mo Bufei asking for help, but Mo Xiaohu didn't know that it was his father Mo Bufei, even if the king of heaven came, he would not be able to save his life.

"If you speak rudely to me, I may be able to spare your life for your father, but if you dare to say such a bastard to my wife, you must die!"

After Ye Yaorao said that, she suddenly threw Mo Xiaohu high into the air, and with a scream, Mo Xiaohu flew into the air. Ye Yaorao then waved her hand, and a wisp of energy rushed towards Mo Xiaohu.

When the energy approached Mo Xiaohu, it suddenly became a thousand threads, forming a huge net of energy, covering Mo Xiaohu's entire body.

The energy quickly penetrated Mo Xiaohu's body, and Mo Xiaohu's screams stopped immediately. Mo Xiaohu's body stopped in the air like an eternal sculpture. The next moment, the sculpture suddenly shattered into countless tiny dust.

At this moment, he could no longer help but rush into the air to collect the dust floating everywhere, while Ye Yaorao walked back to Murong Ningyue with an expressionless face.

"Is Madam relieved? If she still doesn't understand, she will kill her husband. She will not be the godfather. But Mo Xiaohu is such a beast and I can't get rid of it!"

Murong Ningyue looked at Mo Bufei's appearance and couldn't help but feel a hint of sympathy in her heart. She shook her head at Ye Yaorao and said, "Forget it! Mo Xiaohu deserves to die, he must die, but as a father, it is very painful for a white-haired man to send a black-haired man. Let's not touch him again!"

Ye Yaorao nodded when she heard Murong Ningyue say this. But everyone didn't notice the conversation between Murong Ningyue and Ye Yaorao, but instead collected Mo Xiaohu's remaining body little by little.<>

With his back to Murong Ningyue and Ye Yaorao, there was a trace of deep hatred in his eyes besides grief.

When Murong Ningyue and Ye Yaorao returned to the room, Murong Ningyue did not feel guilty for Mo Xiaohu's death. Although Murong Ningyue's expression at that time made Murong Ningyue very sympathetic, Mo Xiaohu should be punished if he did something wrong.

Murong Ningyue is not that kind of Virgin. Every evil person in this world who commits crimes may have had no choice but to do evil, but this is not the reason for them to do evil. None of the punishments they should have to be missed.
Chapter completed!