Who wouldn't want a mother like that?

To be honest, what mother-in-law would abandon her own son to protect her granddaughter and daughter-in-law?

Her mother-in-law did just that; she was the truly fair one.

She was willing, very willing.

Mo Yan was very satisfied with Bai Ling's answer and nodded at her.

"Fine, if that's the case, then you should go and fight back against whoever bullies you!"

Then Mo Yan looked at Zuo Caixuan and said, "Your sister has been possessed. She is not your sister. Beat her!"

As for Zuo Lan, her family is in trouble, so I will take action myself!

The others should either stay put, or if they do, I won't hold back.

"Sword, come!"

Mo Yan let out a roar, and suddenly everyone felt a surge of sword energy.

They discovered that a sword had suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yan.

The sword was glowing, like the roar of a dragon!

Mo Yan gripped the sword tightly, and at that moment, she was radiant.

"It's the Dragon's Roar! It's the Dragon's Roar! The divine weapon that accompanied the God of War back then, the Dragon's Roar!"

Those who know their stuff have already shouted it out.

You must know that this sword is an ancient divine weapon, and the power it possesses is unimaginable.

Mo Yan took out her sword and swung it at Zuo Lan.

In an instant, Zuo Lan's clothes were ripped open, and her hair became disheveled.

At that moment, he even felt death.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"My dantian..."

"Oh, I've ruined it for you. The only reason you were able to sneak up on me was because I entrusted my back to you. Otherwise, do you think you could have done it?"

Mo Yan turned around and looked at the woman.

The woman trembled with fear as she slashed the patriarch, Zuo Lan, with a single sword strike—what terrifying power that was!

You should know that Zuo Lan is an eighth-level expert.

[Martial arts skill level 1 to 10.]

The highest level in this world is the God of Muling, at the tenth rank, or perhaps higher; no one knows.

Therefore, this cannot be considered a pure Xianxia world.

The woman kept backing away, and Zuo Caiwei was also terrified and retreated as well. "What are you trying to do? Let me tell you, don't come any closer! I'm the disciple of the God Muling!"

Mo Yan sneered. Did this transmigrated woman think that just because she brought up Mu Ling, she wouldn't take action?

"So what? Mu Ling is right here, and I'm going to kill you today!"

Hearing Mo Yan say that, Zuo Caiwei was truly frightened. She kept shouting, "Big boss, big boss, come out!"

"Potato, potato, come out here!"

"I'm here!"

A voice rang out; it was a very soft and cute child's voice.

Soon, a potato appeared on Zuo Caiwei's head.

She opened her eyes, just like a potato that had sprouted, and looked at everyone present. "Who are you? How dare you bully the disciple of God Muling? Be careful, or I'll take action against you!"

Looking at the little potato, the others dispelled their doubts. Everyone knew that the God of Muling had a little pet, which was a little potato. Don't be fooled by its ordinary appearance; it actually contained world-destroying power.