Mo Qingcheng turned around abruptly, her expression as cold as ice: "You think you're worthy?"
Mo Qingwu: "..."
She was nearly choked to death by Mo Qingcheng's words, and hatred welled up in her heart: "You...you deliberately humiliated me?"
"Heh, the most important thing in life is to know your own limitations. You're just an adopted daughter of the Mo family. You think you can take over someone else's place? Why don't you just fly to the sky?" Mo Qingcheng said, then turned and left without even giving him a second glance.
This kind of brainless, trashy woman doesn't deserve to be my opponent...
Mo Qingwu was furious and jumped up and down on the spot, but let's leave that aside for now. Meanwhile, Mo Qingchen and the others quickly caught up and tried to persuade her not to be angry.
angry?
This is a matter of life and death, why get angry? I thought the elite disciples of reclusive families would be more harmonious, but it turns out they're all looking out for themselves in this life-or-death situation...
"I don't want to think about it anymore, the more I think about it, the more my head aches." Mo Qingcheng shook off those chaotic thoughts and continued forward. The world is vast, and she would first break through the Netherworld Small World to be the greatest.
Mo Qingchen was filled with mixed feelings. He decided to leave the Netherworld, go out to train, find his mother and older brother, and incidentally find his cheap father and give him a good beating.
snort!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Mo Qingcheng was in a very bad mood, wondering if someone would come up and cause trouble.
Just as she was thinking this, Mo Qingcheng was suddenly blocked in her way. She didn't know who it was, but it was someone from the Shangguan family, the Lan family, the Qiao family, and the Bai family, except for Bai Yuemei.
Um?
Mo Qingcheng narrowed her eyes. Was she looking for trouble or courting death?
"Sister Mo, what are you standing there for? Run!" Bai Yuemei caught up, panting, her face pale.
Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, and her heart warmed: "Yes, it's alright."
Is it alright?
Bai Yuemei was furious. How could she say it was nothing? Did she know that her motherly heart was breaking?
"Sister Mo..."
Mo Qingcheng made a gesture, indicating that Bai Yuemei could say whatever she wanted to say later. This group of people wanted to be taught a lesson, and as a good wife, how could she refuse?
Bai Yuemei was tugged at, and when she turned around, she met a pair of icy eyes. She instinctively took a few steps back. Wait, wasn't this her fiancé?
Could it be that you're planning to harm Sister Mo?
no!
Absolutely not!
Bai Yuemei opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the man kicked her away, making her wince in pain: "You..." Damn it!
Xuan Yuanlin gave Mo Qingchen and the other two a cold look: "Do your best. If Madam is injured because of you, she can only wait to die!"
Mo Qingchen: "..."
Before the big battle, how about we give him a good beating first?
The Mo brothers, Qingfeng and Qingcheng, were very sensible. They tried to minimize their presence, rushing forward to follow behind Mo Qingcheng, already in action. Young Master Xuanyuan was too terrifying, even more so than Miss Qingcheng. They couldn't afford to offend him!
The next second, before Mo Qingchen could react, he was thrown into the crowd by Xuan Yuanlin. He was furious, thinking, "Damn man, he's implying something about me."
Mo Qingcheng's lips curled slightly. That dog of a man is truly a dog. He doesn't care if someone is a man or a woman; as long as he doesn't like the look of them, he'll act like a dog.
The passersby only glanced at it a few times before hurrying away. They'd heard the gate to the Netherworld was about to open; if they didn't leave now, when would they?
Rumor has it that if they don't leave within the stipulated time, they'll be trapped here, possibly for at least 30 to 50 years, or even 100 to 200 years. They're still young; they can't afford to waste time.
Mo Qingwu limped after her, a wicked glint in her eyes. Damn vixen, Mo Qingcheng, you're going to die!
Suddenly, Mo Qingwu was grabbed tightly by a small hand and thrown into the battle. Two long swords were thrust towards her throat and heart, causing her to scream in terror.
"ah--"
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