Shangguan Qiuyue screamed and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood and almost choking. Damn Xuanyuan Lin, is he so eager to become a lapdog?
Mo Qingcheng was slightly taken aback, and glanced at Xuan Yuanlin indifferently. What's wrong with her?
Xuan Yuanlin's eyes were icy cold, casting a death stare. Shangguan Qiuyue shuddered: "Cough cough...you..."
"boom!"
Xuanyuan Lin attacked without warning, unleashing another palm strike.
Heaven have mercy, Shangguan Qiuyue's eyes rolled back and she fainted.
Bai Ziming patted his chest, annoyed that the man was so weak, and shook his little head: "Oh dear, what a weakling, how come you're so easily beaten?"
"Pfft!" Shangguan Qiulin glared angrily: "Mo Qingcheng, don't push your luck!"
"Going too far? Heh, I just love bullying weaklings, so what?" Mo Qingcheng narrowed her eyes: "I've tolerated you for a long time."
Shangguan Qiulin's face flushed red with anger: "You..."
"Young Master Xuanyuan, those weaklings are coveting your beauty and even want to beat up your son and slap you in the face..." Mo Qingcheng's voice drifted into my ears.
Xuan Yuanlin's face darkened as he met the young boy's icy gaze, his displeasure rising: "Aren't you going to make a move?"
Shangguan Yichen had just arrived when he witnessed this spectacular scene. He overheard most of the conversation and quickly took two steps back, saying, "Mother told you to do it. She didn't call me; only a fool would do it."
Xuanyuan Lin was holding his breath, while Bai Zimo's eyes darted around: "Father Xuanyuan, hurry up and do it!"
"Pfft!" Xuan Yuanlin almost choked on his own saliva. What the hell is this "Father Xuan Yuan"? Could it be "Father Shangguan"? "Father Dongfang"?
no!
Xuan Yuanlin was startled by his own bizarre idea. He flashed forward and rushed towards Shangguan Qiulin, Shangguan Qiuyu and the others.
Shangguan Qiulin and Shangguan Qiuyu exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with venom. Damn Shangguan Yichen and Shangguan Yunxi, it was all those bastards' fault.
Shangguan Yunxi shrugged: "Father Xuanyuan, they're looking down on you..."
"Ahem..." Mo Qingcheng gave a thumbs up to her good daughter.
Bai Zimo sighed, "Father Xuanyuan, you're no good..."
Xuanyuan Lin: "..."
You brat, don't you know that a man can never say no... Just you wait.
Bai Ziming pouted and muttered under his breath, "Father really isn't doing well. It's been so long, and he's still dragging his feet..."
Mu Wanqing chuckled: "Mo Mo, be careful, Daddy Xuanyuan might spank your bottom..."
Bai Ziming let out a howl, covered his bottom with his little hands, and ran behind Mo Qingcheng, hugging his mother's leg tightly.
Mo Qingcheng's lips twitched. She reached out her devilish hand and ruffled Bai Zimo's head until his hair was messed up and his head was dazed before she stopped.
Bai Zimo let out a wail, "Why am I always the one who gets hurt?"
Shangguan Yun regained some strength and couldn't bear to see the Shangguan family members being bullied. He believed that only he could bully the younger generation in the family; no one else had the right to do so.
The next second, Shangguan Yun charged straight at Mo Qingcheng. Damn little bitch, vixen.
Bai Ziming was startled: "Help! Mother, the old hag is here again..."
"Pfft!" Shangguan Yun really wanted to spit a mouthful of blood on Bai Zimo's face. Damn brat, he's full of bad ideas.
Mo Qingcheng didn't back down either. Just as she was about to practice on Shangguan Yun, she told Shangguan Yichen to keep an eye on Bai Zimo. In a flash, she unleashed a palm strike.
"Hmph! A mere trick!" Shangguan Yun sneered, disregarding martial ethics, and drew her longsword, aiming straight for Mo Qingcheng's throat.
Mo Qingcheng smiled coldly: "Want to die? I'll grant your wish!"
"puff!"
"ah--"
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