"Haha, the Mu family is really shameless as always. Sure enough, things gather like people and divide them into groups, and what kind of parents teach what kind of juniors. ”

A somewhat obese figure appeared before Mu Xiang culled the trajectory of Zhi Xuanchen and others, intercepted Mu Xiang in mid-air, and he stretched out his slightly "rounded" right hand to Mu Xiang's palms in turn, and Mu Xiang was immediately hit by the seemingly light and soft palm, and fell back to the ground with a bang.

"Mo Xiao, you are ghosted!" Mu Xiang was furious and roared at the slightly chubby middle-aged man in front of him.

"You're the Shadow, your whole family is the Shadow. The slightly chubby middle-aged man touched his round belly and smiled.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Ling walked over, and the cold Mo Qinghe stood behind the slightly chubby middle-aged man, his whole body was as high as a cold wind blowing on the mountain, and his eyes were like the tip of a sharp spear, pointing directly at the wood battle opposite.

The ghostly girl Mo Qinghan came to Xuan Chen in a few light leaps.

"Are you alright? The girl's eyes looked around the boy and asked with concern.

"I ...... I'm fine. Xuanchen lowered his head again.

The girl looked at it again and again, and made sure that there were no scars and blood stains on the young man's body, but his breath was a little weaker, and it did not have much effect, and he was also a martial arts practitioner, and she knew that with a little luck and pranayama, she could recover quickly.

"That's good, if the people of the Mu family dare to hurt you, I will ask my father to beat them all into pigs' heads. Mo Qinghan raised his powder fist.

"You...... Your father?" Xuan Chen finally raised his head and asked.

"Yes, my daddy. Mo Qinghan stretched out his hand and pointed to the slightly chubby middle-aged man who was confronting several members of the Mu family and said, "He is my father, he is a little fat, but he can fight." ”

"Chen'er, that's Mo Xiao, the great elder of the Mo family, but he is a seventh-rank martial artist powerhouse. Xiao Zhen introduced with a smile, squinted his eyes and swept back over Mo Qinghan and Xuan Chen, and finally nodded with deep relief.

Mo Qinghan seemed to notice the strange meaning in Xiao Zhen's eyes, and her pretty face blushed slightly in the face of the girl who seemed to be very arrogant and not afraid of heaven and earth.

"Qinghan, you can care about Brother Xuanchen's injuries, but you can't mess around. Mo Ling admonished.

"Oh. Mo Qinghan said.

Mo Ling shook her head helplessly, and this girl in her own family was a little more useful than her mother talking. Oh no, the young man in front of him may be able to do it in the future.

"Leader Lei Xing, Brother Xiao, are you all right?" Mo Ling returned his gaze to Lei Xing and the others.

"It's fine. Lei Xing was the first to answer, and then asked, "Why are you here?"

"That's right, we met those people from the Mu family a few days ago, I think the Mu family and Brother Lei Xing have had a relationship, in case you encounter it, it will definitely be inevitable that there will be conflicts. But this time, Mu Shusheng and they have the second elder Mu Xiang accompanying them, and it is estimated that it will be very troublesome for you to deal with him, so we decided to keep an eye on their movements from time to time, no, they really found you. Mo Ling explained, and then asked, "Your injuries?"

"We fell for the trick of a lion-faced butterfly, and it was not the hands of the Mu family, they belonged to the praying mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch was behind. Lei Xing smiled bitterly.

"Lion-faced Butterfly, is the demon core in Mu Slash's hand from the Lion-faced Butterfly you killed?" Mo Ling asked.

"Exactly, but I'm ashamed to say that it was us who killed the lion-faced butterfly, but not the Thunder War Mercenary Regiment. Lei Xing replied.

"It's true that the shameless people of the Mu family did the last thing to make up for it, even if it was their shameless behavior. Mo said with a smile.

Lei Xing still shook his head, "It's not." ”

"Oh, which powerhouse is that?" Mo Ling said in surprise.

"It's the little strong man in front of you. Lei Xing looked at Xuanchen.

"Brother Xuanchen?" Mo Ling said in disbelief, "But as far as I know, Brother Xuanchen has only recently stepped into the martial realm." Although he has shown great strength in the battle with Muhai, he can kill the lion-faced butterfly......"

"If it weren't for the fact that this is the case, do you think I would like to admit it? Lei Xing said with a smile, his smile was frank and straightforward, and he didn't feel that it might affect the face of the Lei Zhan mercenary group, and chose to cover up the facts.

The rest of the members of the Lei Zhan mercenary group, some looked lonely, some bowed their heads in shame, and some looked full of remorse, only Xiao Scar, proud and relieved, but deliberately concealed it.

Mo Ling could naturally see the subtle meaning, they were a professional mercenary group that had been fighting for a long time, but not only did they fall for the tricks of a demon beast, but they also had to rely on the strength of a junior teenager to save the day. If this spreads, where will the reputation of the Lei Zhan Mercenary Group go? It's just that Lei Xing is broad-minded, and facts are facts, and he doesn't want to be forced to fight for that thin and thick face without being forced by his heart. Mo Ling also sincerely admires this.

Immediately, Mo Ling showed an appreciative face and said to Xuanchen: "Brother Xuanchen is really a person full of surprises. ”

"I just picked up a big bargain from the regiment commander, it's just a fluke. Xuanchen said.

Under the spotlight of everyone, Xuanchen was actually very uncomfortable. Because in the past five years, no one except his stepfather and stepmother have been looking at him at all. But it is precisely because of this that he also knows how to bow his head and behave better.

The corners of Mo Qinghan's mouth rose slightly, looking at the warmth and the spring breeze. The young man in front of him became more and more curious, no longer limited to the young man's unique silver and white hair color.

It is rumored that the Mo family has a "witch of the mixed world" who does not leave the house, but tosses the Mo family's compound to the point of jumping chickens and dogs. Within the Mo family, there is even such an evaluation of her: The little devil who is draped under the skin of pity I see it.

She likes to play with boys, but no boy dares to joke with her, because any boy who has had such an unbearable experience is undoubtedly not tossed to the point of snot and tears crying dad and mother. In that world of "witches of the mixed world", it seems that all boys are just the next object of tricks. No one could make her stay quiet for more than ten seconds, let alone a teenager who could make her blush and be as tame as a little jasper.

This is also the reason why Mo Ling has been reprimanding and reminding Mo Qinghan, on the surface it is the discipline and restraint of the eldest brother, but in fact, he is worried about Xuanchen's safety.

"It's over, it's not right. Mo Xiao, who was confronting Mu Xiang, inadvertently glanced back at a certain moment, it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, you find that something is wrong!

What kind of character does his daughter have, can he be a father? Her lawlessness is all spoiled by him, is it? But what is the abnormal attitude now? Where did that stinky boy come from?

Mo Xiao's eyes, which were originally smiling and smiling, opened with only one slit, and a touch of gloom appeared in the gaze that fell on Xuan Chen.

"Mo Xiao, today's events have nothing to do with you, I advise you to ......"

Before Mu Xiang finished speaking, Mo Xiao's slightly bloated body suddenly rushed towards him, and his elegant footwork was like a fat middle-aged man with a big belly.

"Restless!" Mo Xiao was worried that the nameless fire that appeared for no reason had nowhere to vent at this time, when Mu Xiang suddenly interjected and just hit the muzzle of the gun.

Mo Xiao slapped it with a palm, and the "round" hand seemed to be slow and soft, but only Mu Xiang, who received the call, knew that it was as heavy as a thousand catties. The downward air that was squeezed by the heavy force made people break out in a cold sweat.

Mu Xiang hurriedly stretched out his hand to block, but the next moment, he was directly slapped out without any resistance.

"Mo Xiao, are you crazy, you actually made a dead hand. Mu Xiang slammed to the ground, and when he got up, he blushed and roared. The fracture-like pain in his arm made him almost want to scold his mother, and Mo Xiao's palm just now clearly wanted to kill him.

Although the Mu family and the Mo family are world enemies, the matter in front of them has no substantial relationship with the Mo family, probably out of the desire to disgust the Mu family, it is understandable that Mo Xiao made a move to stir up Mu Xiang. As for the entrapment of the Thunder Warfare Mercenary Regiment, everyone knows that the Thunder Warfare Mercenary Regiment is far from being on a par with the Mo family and the Mu family.

So if it was just the former, Mu Xiang didn't feel that Mo Xiao needed to go to the situation of separating the three of them from the death, after all, this was the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and no one wanted to fight here to hurt their vitality, it would be too dangerous. Mu Xiangbian didn't treat it wholeheartedly, but who wanted Mo Xiao's palm to be so unreasonable, if he reacted half a moment slower, the bleeding of the seven orifices might be too exaggerated, and the bleeding from the mouth and nostrils was more than inevitable.

"Do you think I'll play with you again?!" Mo Xiao flashed in front of Mu Xiang again, this time with a kick.

Mu Xiang's pupils widened: "Mo Xiao, you dare!"

Immediately after, a fishy sweetness surged up from the depths of his throat, and Mu Xiang only felt as if his abdomen was about to be chiseled, and his internal organs were all crowded together, and he almost fainted in pain.

You must know that he hasn't had time to fully operate his spiritual power, and he can only be regarded as a kick of Mo Xiao who eats hard with half a martial artist's body and half an ordinary body, in which pain and grief are mixed with gushing blood, and there are words of suffering.

"Second Elder!" Mu Qisheng watched Mu Xiang be kicked out by Mo Xiao, and the big mouthful of blood flying in the air was so miserable and miserable. Is Mu Xiang underestimating the enemy, or is Mo Xiao too strong? Judging from Mu Xiang's death-like eyes, the former should have a higher probability.

"Beware of Chopping!" Before he could wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mu Xiang saw a wide and fat black shadow sweeping out again, and he exclaimed and reminded Mu Chopsheng.

Poor Mu Shusheng just heard Mu Xiang's words, and before he could react, he only felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears.

"Don't take things that don't belong to you casually, you can learn to stealthily grab them at a young age, and you can still get them when you grow up?" Mo Xiao reached out and grabbed the demon core in Mu Shusheng's hand, and also kicked him, but the strength of this kick was far less powerful than before, otherwise at such a close distance, it would be no problem to kick the dead wood and kill him.

Mu Shusheng was kicked and flew to Mu Xiang's side, and fell with mud and grass roots on his face, the two of you look at me, I look at you, and finally looked at Mu Zhan, who was still standing, full of worry.

"What, you want to kick it too?" Mo Xiao asked the young man with a strong physique and resolute eyes.

Mu Zhan on the side looked at Mo Xiao with fierce eyes, knowing that he would definitely be defeated, but he did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but was full of fighting intent.

"Come if you want to come, I'm not afraid of you. Mu Zhan clenched his fists and said fearlessly.

"The Mu family finally has a man. Mo Xiao withdrew his spiritual power, he still had a good impression of Mu Zhan, but it was only because of his indomitable courage.

Ignoring the three members of the Mu family, Mo Xiao turned around and walked towards Xuanchen. As he walked, he muttered to himself, "Daughter, daughter, you are only thirteen years old, how can you ...... Alas, if your mother had known, she wouldn't have stripped me of my skin. ”

"Daddy. Mo Qinghan turned around and smiled playfully.

"Hmm. Mo Xiao still smiled dotingly, and then said, "Qinghan, you get up first." ”

"What's the matter, Daddy?" Mo Qinghan asked reluctantly.

"You get up, otherwise how can your father check their injuries for them?" Mo Xiao thought in her heart, either in order to keep her daughter away from the boy with strange hair color, and in order not to shed her skin, toss a little, otherwise who would want to check any injuries for them.

"That's right. Although Mo Qinghan was still a little reluctant, he thought that it would be beneficial to everyone, so he moved to the side, no more, no less, just vacant a position, looked up and asked, "Daddy, is this okay?"

Mo Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth without leaving a trace.

"Yes, yes. Mo Xiao said quietly.

"Then Daddy, let's start and check it carefully. Mo Qinghan smiled.

Mo Xiao bent down and said, "Everyone, I will use my spiritual power to help you check whether there are any dark diseases left in your body later, so as not to affect your future cultivation." ”

"Thank you, Elder Moxiao. Everyone thanked them.

Of course, Mo Xiao waved his hand politely to show that he didn't need to thank him, but he secretly scolded himself in his heart for why he suddenly thought of this, and he simply lost his wife and chose soldiers. It's not all a good thing that Teniang's daughter is too smart.

"Elder Moxiao, I'm actually fine. When it was Xuanchen's turn, Xuanchen smiled and said, wanting to refuse.

"I said you have something to do, don't move. Mo Xiao held Xuan Chen with one hand, looked at him with a smile and said.

Xuan Chen shivered coldly, and there seemed to be a cold light shooting out of the gap in his smiling eyes, which made Xuan Chen slam a fierce spirit. When the scorching sun was in the sky, Xuanchen felt like falling into an ice cave, and said tremblingly: "Elder Moxiao, I don't move, you have to be careful." ”