"It's really you!"
Chu Shaoyang looked at the mysterious man in black who restrained him with one move, feeling shocked and angry.
He knew that the opponent's martial arts skills were much higher than his own, but there was only one possibility for him to be able to control himself in one move!
That means he knows his martial arts very well, and he knows every move and every move he makes!
But how is this possible!
"I said, as long as you bully her again, I won't let you go! Do you think what I said was a fart?"
Mo Chuan wore a human skin mask on his face, and no expression could be seen at all. Only a pair of deep eyes exuded a cold light, which was majestic.
He held the five fingers of Chu Shaoyang's throat slowly and tightened it!
Chu Shaoyang felt a sharp pain in his throat and was immediately out of breath. He raised his right palm and was about to strike out when suddenly his chest went numb. Mo Chuan had already tapped his acupuncture points. His whole body was stiff and he could no longer move.
"Who are you? Why should you care about my family affairs? I tell you that she is my woman, not yours! If the king wants her to live, she will live. If he wants her to die, she will die. It has nothing to do with you! "
Chu Shaoyang's face turned purple and there was severe pain in his throat. He knew that as long as the opponent's hand tightened slightly, his throat bones would shatter and die.
But there was only anger in his heart, not any fear!
His two eyes protruded, with a terrifying and ferocious expression, and he glared at Mo Chuan viciously. These words almost roared out of his throat, and every word was filled with his anger and hatred.
"You are about to die, but you still don't know how to repent!" Mo Chuan shouted sternly, and Chu Shaoyang's strength was beyond his expectation.
Chu Shaoyang said with a sinister smile: "Why should I repent! Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to teach me a lesson! Even if you are the emperor, you are not qualified to take care of my family affairs!"
Although he deeply hated Mo Chuan for standing up for Shen Ning, the indescribable hatred for him in his heart had faded, because just now, he clearly saw the reddish Gonggong sand on Shen Ning's arm.
This shows that she is still intact and has nothing to do with this man.
Well, she can protect him like a jade, and she is worthy of being his Chu Shaoyang's woman!
It's a pity that Mo Chuan couldn't tell what he was thinking, otherwise a few big mouths would have slapped his narcissistic face.
"You! Very good. In that case, you will reap the consequences." Mo Chuan said coldly with stern eyes.
He loosened his fingers that were holding Chu Shaoyang.
Chu Shaoyang only felt his throat loosen, and he took in big breaths.
But before he could take a few breaths, he suddenly felt his collar tighten and Mo Chuan had already picked him up like a rabbit.
"What are you going to do?" Chu Shaoyang's angry voice just roared out, and he was already flying like a cloud and mist.
With a "plop", he was thrown into the lake by Mo Chuan like a stone.
The cold lake water quickly covered his head, and the scene eight years ago suddenly appeared in his mind, but this time, no one would come to save him.
Only death awaits him!
He drank a lot of water, and just when he was about to suffocate to death, his scalp tightened and he was lifted out of the water again.
The fresh air flows into the lungs, which is indescribably comfortable.
He breathed greedily.
"Does it feel good to be drowned?" Mo Chuan's cold voice sounded on his head. Before he could speak, he grabbed his head again and pushed it into the lake water.