Stunningly beautiful yet wicked, she begins by conquering eight beast husbands.

Chapter 141 Scarlett, I'm going to kill him. If you want to hate me, then keep hating me!

The answer is obvious: look for the clock face!

The race for resources is a test at every stage, including the transit points!

The group dispersed and began searching the castle thoroughly, leaving no corner unchecked. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Mo Ting didn't leave; he stayed by Scarlett's side to protect her.

He first gave Scarlett a nonchalant look, then reached out and lifted her chin, examining the finger marks on her neck. He touched them and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Scarlett was completely focused on the teleportation portal and didn't pay attention to what Mo Ting did or said. She nodded casually and said perfunctorily, "It doesn't hurt."

Mo Ting glanced at her. "From now on, you'll sleep in the same room as me. Don't sleep with this kind of shady character. Those who are not of our kind will surely have different intentions!"

Scarlett thought for a moment, pushed Mo Ting aside, walked to Saviour, or rather Tyron, and asked him, "Does your Absolute Territory block out some things?"

Tyron raised his head slightly, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Want to know?"

Scarlett hummed in agreement.

Tyron's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Then come closer, I'll only tell you."

Scarlett, unsuspecting, slowly lowered her head, her hand hidden in her sleeve clutching a dagger.

"I don't have any absolute domain. What you see is just an illusion I created. I'm different from Sevier."

He whispered in Scarlett's ear, and at the end, he kissed Scarlett's earlobe, licked it with the tip of his tongue, and looked at Mo Ting provocatively.

Mo Ting's gaze was fixed on Scarlett. Upon seeing this scene, his blood boiled, and he stepped forward, kicking Tyron hard in the chest.

Tyron let out a muffled groan, his body flying a great distance before crashing into the solid stair railing. He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, motionless.

His eyes, however, remained fixed on Mo Ting, his provocation undiminished.

"court death!"

Mo Ting rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to continue beating Tyron.

"and many more."

Scarlett grabbed him. "If you hurt him, what will we do when we get to planet B095?"

Mo Ting said angrily, "His current state is an eyesore to me! Besides, in this state, do you think he would help us?"

"I will help, of course I will help."

Tyron used his mental energy to repair his body and regain some of his spirit. He chuckled and said, "Scarlett is my mistress, so naturally I must do my best to serve her."

"Do your best?"

Mo Ting narrowed his eyes and pointed at Scarlett's neck, "Is this how you do your best?"

Tyron laughed and said, "It's just a little bit of fun between my wife and me."

He twitched his brow, feigning a sudden realization, and continued smiling, "Oh right, I forgot, you haven't served the emperor yet, you don't understand..."

The last two words were spoken by Tyron in a flippant and flamboyant manner, with a lingering and lingering tone that repeatedly struck Mo Tinglei's nerves, thoroughly enraging him.

Without saying a word, he charged directly at Tyron, his red spiritual energy containing boundless rage continuously seeping into Tyron's body.

Mo Ting's spiritual power, like everyone else's, was fierce and powerful. As soon as it entered Tyron's body, it locked his vital point tightly, leaving only a sliver of space for him to breathe.

He's going to torture him to death!

Mo Ting squatted down next to Tyron, patting his face with his hand, and instead of being angry, laughed, "You like to play, so I'll play with you. How about it? SS-level mental power is pretty cool, isn't it? Is it enough for me to play with you?"

Like Sylvia, Tyron's mental strength was only A+ level, which was no match for the invasion of SS-level mental strength.

But he was very resilient and resisted stubbornly. Apart from his pale cheeks, there was nothing wrong with him. He was even more stubborn and said, "It was really fun. If only it were stronger. How can you be Scarlett's husband if you can't even kill her with one blow? No wonder you're all talk and no action."

Mo Ting closed his eyes.

Anger burned fiercely in his heart.

When he opened his eyes again, his gray-green pupils were filled with raging flames, completely engulfing Tyrone in his eyes.

Mo Ting said resignedly, "Scarlett, I'm going to kill him. If you want to hate me, then keep hating me!" Scarlett had already realized that Tyrone was courting death.

He wanted to die with Sevier.

Sevier's face flashed through her mind.

Innocent, kind, with clear eyes.

Because of a potted plant, I fell in love with her, always believed in her, and stood by her side.

His affection for her was unreserved and unquestionable.

She gritted her teeth and stood in front of Mo Ting, "Mo Ting, listen to me..."

"I do not want to hear!"

Mo Ting grabbed her arm and pulled her away. He raised his other hand, gathering more spiritual power, and was about to strike Tyron's forehead with his palm, destroying all his spiritual power.

Tyronn raised his head and calmly accepted the moment.

He had wanted to die for a long time.

"Mo Ting! He's not Sevier! Only he can lead us out! There's no portal here, everything is fake!"

Mo Ting paused for a moment, then turned to look at Scarlett.

Tyronn paused, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

Scarlett grabbed Mo Ting's hand, her eyes flushed with excitement, and her eyes were moist and sparkling. "Believe me, I didn't lie to you."

Mo Ting first looked at his hands, then at Scarlett. When he met her gaze, his hardened heart suddenly cracked open and softened completely.

The oppressive killing intent had completely vanished, and his mental energy had been completely withdrawn.

His brow relaxed slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly. "Scarlett, you lied to me to save him?"

"I didn't, I'm telling the truth."

"Why should I trust you?"

"I……"

Scarlett paused for a moment, then said, "I am your mistress, and you must believe everything I say."

"impossible."

Mo Ting turned his head and continued to look at Tyron with hostility. He raised his hand, and his red spiritual energy reappeared. "You said yesterday that we would get a divorce after the competition. At most, we are just business partners now. I have no reason or obligation to believe you."

“Mo Ting…”

Scarlett glanced at Tyron in a panic, then grabbed Mo Ting's hand again, trying to persuade him: "Even if we're in a cooperative relationship, shouldn't we sit down and talk things over? Exchange information and work together to go out into the world."

“Scarlett, I don’t care.”

Mo Ting smiled, a hint of contemptuous wickedness in his eyes, and said coldly, "With my mother's status and my two elder sisters' positions in the Imperial Court, my family doesn't need a ranking in this resource competition to prove itself. On the contrary, you, Scarlett, have deceived the emperor and disobeyed the imperial edict. If you can't win a ranking in the competition to atone for your crimes, you will be exiled as soon as the competition ends!"

Scarlett was startled. "You knew everything?"

"of course."

Mo Ting knew this, which is why he spoke so recklessly to Scarlett that day.

Scarlett was stunned.

It seems she has run out of bargaining chips with Mo Ting.

Moreover, Mo Ting learned of her weakness.

But she couldn't just watch Sevier die.

She mustered her courage and gripped Mo Ting's hand tightly. "Then, then, shall we not get a divorce for now? Can you trust me?"

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