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

Mo Yun, who had just followed Zhao Hun to the playground, heard this, his heart thumped, and there was a faint feeling of badness.

"Zhao Tianjie, could it be that you summoned everyone here for this matter?"

Next to Zhao Tianjie, a middle-aged man about the same size as Zhao Tianjie snorted coldly.

Zhao Tianlevel: "Zhao Tianying, what's wrong? Don't you dare to shout about things in the Holy Realm?"

The face of the middle-aged man named Zhao Tianji suddenly became ugly, his fists were subconsciously clenched, but they were weakly released.

In the Holy Realm, it was not that Zhao Tianying dared to question it in the slightest. Even if there is any dissatisfaction, it can only be suppressed in the heart.

Zhao Tianying was also one of the candidates for the patriarch three months later, but his supporters and voices were far behind Zhao Tianji.

Seeing that Zhao Tianying didn't speak, Zhao Tianji continued to speak aloud.

"And now, that Mo Yun and his subordinates are in our Zhao family."

"Boom." These words were like a boulder falling on the calm water, causing a thousand waves.

"What? In our Zhao family? How is this possible?"

"Could it be that the devil cloud has the courage to come back? This is simply daring."

"Impossible, I still have a relationship with Moyun. If this guy comes back, I will be able to recognize it."

Mo Yun, who pretended to be Zhao Xing, was blank now, and he had already guessed what was going to happen next.

"No, I must inform Wu Zetian so that he cannot stay in that room."

Mo Yun thought of this, turned around and left.

"Zhao Xing, where are you going?"

At this time, Zhao Hun held the Demon Cloud with a puzzled look, and several disciples of the Zhao family nearby all turned their doubtful eyes to the Demon Cloud.

Mo Yun suddenly woke up, he understood that if he turned and left now, he would definitely reveal his identity.

At that time, not only will he not be able to save Wu Zetian, but he will also get in.

Thinking of this, Mo Yun took a deep breath of the cold air and said casually, "Well, I want to go to the toilet."

"Going to the toilet?" Zhao Hun suddenly became helpless, and said to Zhao Xing in a low voice, "Why are you so weird today, if you want to go to the toilet, you have to wait until Zhao Tianji has finished speaking."

Seeing the steps that Zhao Hun handed over, Mo Yun walked back into the crowd. The surrounding Zhao family disciples also dispelled their doubts.

Zhao Tianjie: "And now Mo Yun and his subordinates are in the guest room of our Zhao family. Everyone, I just want to say. Because Mo Yun is a member of our Zhao family.

The Holy Realm has already had a slight suspicion of our Zhao family. If we can hand over the demon cloud to the Holy Realm, our Zhao family will not be implicated.

And will gain the appreciation of the holy world, but if we can't finish. So what awaits the Zhao family is complete demise. "

Silence, deathly silence.

When everyone heard Zhao Tianjie's words, they were surprisingly quiet. Demon Cloud could see the belief in their own slaying in their eyes.

"Okay, now I announce that the first-level combat preparations will be activated, and the Zhao family will enter the highest alert."

"The first team, you go to start the protective formation."

"Second team, you copy from the south."

"The third team, you copy from the north."

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Zhao Tianlevel calmly issued orders one after another, and with each order, a pair of Zhao disciples left the playground.

Zhao Tianying's face behind him became more and more ugly.

"Zhao Tian-level, only the head of the Zhao family is qualified to activate the first-level alert. You and I are only candidates for the patriarch, and are not eligible to activate the first-level alert."

Zhao Tianjie didn't look back: "We do special things in special times. Now, I am the head of the Zhao family."

"You," Zhao Tianying's lungs were about to explode, she stretched out her hand and pointed at Zhao Tianji shiveringly.

Zhao Tianjie was unmoved, or in other words, Zhao Tianjie did not take Zhao Tianying, another candidate for the patriarch, in his eyes at all.

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the other side. Outside the Zhao family room.

Zhao Hun tugged Mo Yun's sleeves and reminded: "Mo Yun, we are the third team, responsible for frontal combat, don't hold back."

Mo Yun nodded perfunctorily, his mind was full of Wu Zetian things.

To be honest, Wu Zetian came to this place because of himself, so no matter what, Mo Yun would not let Wu Zetian die in this place.

"Squeak." The door of the guest room was gently pushed open by Wu Zetian, and Wu Zetian Miaoman's figure appeared in front of everyone.

When Wu Zetian saw the disciples of the Zhao family who surrounded him, especially the demon cloud in the crowd, her beautiful eyes widened, as if she didn't believe everything in front of her.

Mo Yun winked at Wu Zetian's crazy messenger, hoping that Wu Zetian could understand what he meant.

"These people, wanting to keep me, is not enough."

Wu Zetian indifferently looked away from Mo Yun's face and looked at the crowd of Zhao disciples around him, his red lips lightly parted.

"Hehe, witch, today is your death day."

Zhao Tianji appeared at the front of the crowd, staring greedily at Wu Zetian.

"Such a beautiful beauty, after I catch you, I must enjoy it well, and then send you to the holy world."

Wu Zetian frowned slightly, his delicate body moved, and he appeared in front of Zhao Tianji in an instant. The jade hand reached out and wanted to take Zhao Tianjie as a hostage.

"Humph." Zhao Tianjie snorted coldly, punched out, and the surging spiritual power poured into the right fist frantically.

"Bounce." With a dull sound, Zhao Tianji's body flew out backwards, leaving dozens of footprints on the ground before he stabilized his figure.

"hiss."

When the surrounding Zhao family disciples saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a deep breath, and a look of shock appeared on their faces.

"Zhao Tianjie is said to have broken through to the nineteenth level. The woman on the opposite side can knock Zhao Tianjie away with one palm. Most Qiama is a 20th-level spiritual master."

"Zhao Tianjie is already the youngest genius in our Zhao family. I didn't expect this woman to be even better than Zhao Tianjie."

Although the voices of the Zhao disciples were very small, they were still heard by Zhao Tianjie.

Zhao Tianjie stared at Wu Zetian who was standing indifferently.

"Twenty-one, at your age, you actually possess twenty-one spiritual power."

Wu Zetian moved slowly in the direction of Zhao Tianjie.

"Since you want to court death, then I have to fulfill you."

There was murderous intent and anger in the cold voice.

Not far away, Zhao Tianying looked at Wu Zetian, and a trace of hope suddenly burned in his deadly eyes.

If Wu Zetian can kill Zhao Tianjie. Then the next Zhao family leader, isn't he Zhao Tianying?