"puff!"
"Ha ha!"
"That's hilarious!"
The onlookers burst into laughter instantly. Holy crap! The eldest daughter of the Yun family got beaten up! Beaten up! Beaten up…
I'll say it three times because it's important!
Yun Yilin lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Her mind was spinning, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.
She... the dignified young lady of the Yun family, actually got beaten up by a country bumpkin guard?
Yun Yilin yelled and got up, her eyes filled with murderous intent. She drew a long whip that gleamed coldly and charged towards Mo Qingcheng.
"Are you all dead?" Yun Yilin shouted at the Lin family guards.
The guards were all stunned. Had their young lady gone mad? Could they possibly win?
However… when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head; even if you can't win, you have to go for it. Since you're already doomed anyway, oh well, just charge in first…
Yun Shanshan was still in a daze when she looked up and met Yun Yilin's murderous gaze. Her mind cleared instantly, and she shuddered in fright.
Oh no, I've messed up.
Mo Qingcheng dodged Yun Yilin's attack and lashed her waist with a whip.
You've spoiled me!
Yun Yilin let out a howl and soared into the sky, causing the melon seeds in the hands of the onlookers to fall to the ground instantly.
Bai Yi and Shangguan Yichen exchanged a glance, then stopped the Yun family guards, and the two sides fought fiercely.
Hei muttered something, rushed forward, and headed straight for Yun Shanshan.
Heaven have mercy, Yun Shanshan had just been tortured and hadn't even crawled properly when she was stabbed with a sword, her screams even more agonizing than Yun Yilin's.
Everyone quickly made way; watching the spectacle was fine, but their lives were more important. This eldest daughter of the Yun family… tsk tsk, why did she have to provoke that bumpkin Mo family head? Wasn't she just asking for trouble?
That's a recipe for disaster, you can't stop it.
Oh well, they'll just treat it as free entertainment...
Mo Qingcheng took in everyone's expressions, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
I just can't understand it. I was only forced to return to my reclusive family. People who don't know better would think I dug up their ancestral graves.
The same thing is puzzling about the row of adorable little creatures in the interstellar farm.
"Third sister, do you think Mother has a knack for attracting trouble?" Bai Zimo sighed softly. What a mess! She hadn't even had enough fun with Mother, and now so many flies had come.
"I guess he has a dark constitution and likes to provoke Mother..." Mu Wanqing looked at Bai Zimo with a meaningful gaze: "By the way, Momo, why do you have so many questions?"
Bai Ziming remained silent, rolling her eyes. Third Sister, you've gone too far...
Shangguan Yunxi and Mu Yunchuan had different concerns. Their mother was clearly being targeted, and it was probably the adopted daughter of the Mo family who was secretly behind it.
"Qing'er, once we're out of the secret realm, give your second sister some freshly made, high-quality medicine." Shangguan Yunxi's lips curled into a lazy, cold smile.
Mu Wanqing was slightly taken aback, then nodded vigorously: "Okay, Second Sister, as many as you want..."
Those brats, how dare they bully their mother? Did they even ask their brothers and sisters for their opinion?
On the White Moon Sect's side, the situation was dire. Not only could they not rescue enough people, but a fight had also broken out outside the tent, which infuriated them.
Bai Wuyou, the second senior sister of the White Moon Sect and also a disciple of the Enforcement Hall, was furious and turned to leave the tent: "Get out, all of you!"
Hey, someone immediately got upset.
"Bai Er, who do you think you are? Even your master wouldn't dare to speak to me so arrogantly, what gives you the right?" The speaker was a burly man with a tiger-skin skirt around his waist.
Mo Qingcheng immediately became engrossed in the spectacle. Someone whispered that this man in the tiger-skin coat was no ordinary person. It was rumored that he was the adopted grandson of the Dragon Clan's Supreme Elder.
"Hiss, this generational gap... isn't it the same as Xuan Yuan Gou's... tsk tsk..." Mo Qingcheng thought gleefully. "When that scumbag Xuan Yuan Gou meets Hua Yuefeng, the show gets interesting..."
"court death!"
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