"Old thief!"

"Evil beast!"

Ye Xiu and Chu Qingyun's hair stood on end, and they couldn't wait to kill Mo Jun and Qingyue now!

"Sooner or later, let the two of you die neatly!"

Chu Qingyun's eyes were full of viciousness, and Ye Xiu left with Ye Zimo and Fengyixiang.

"Mo-kun!"

Du Shaoqing and the others gathered towards Mo Jun, extremely happy. It seems that the unpleasantness just now has been forgotten.

"Mojun, I want to tell you something!"

Without waiting for Mo Jun to ask Du and the others, Qing Yue came over first, and without saying anything, she dragged Mo Jun up and flew towards the place where they lived.

"Mojun, no matter what I tell you for a while, you have to calm down first. ”

Qing Yue's voice was a little heavy, which made Mo Jun's heart tighten.

Isn't there something wrong with Elder Qingyue's body?

"Your sister Qing'er is injured. ”

"Is it serious, where is the injury?"

Hearing that Qing'er was injured, Mo Jun's killing intent that had just dissipated couldn't contain the rise, but his voice was still so calm.

"The injury is not serious, but it is ......"

Qingyue seemed to blame herself very much, and said in a low voice: "But the injured part is on the face, leaving a deep blood mark!"

"Who did that?!"

"Those little cubs in the school!"

Qingyue gritted her teeth, the anger in her eyes also rose to the sky, and she actually shot at Qing'er, which was clearly slapping Qingyue in the face!

"Master, you don't have to worry about this matter, let me come!"

Qingyue glanced at Mo Jun deeply, knowing that under this "I'm coming", she didn't know how much anger Mo Jun contained.

The dragon has reverse scales, and it will be angry if you touch it!

And Mojun's reverse scales are the relatives around him, and every one of his relatives who have a relationship!

"Go, whoever is standing behind them, get them out!"

......

Returning to the peak where Qingyue lived, Mojun didn't even change his clothes, and came directly to Qing'er's room.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Qing'er, I'm Brother Mojun, can I go in?"

"Brother?!"

An excited voice came out of it, opened the door directly, and threw himself into Mo Jun's arms in an instant, rubbing his head into Mo Jun's body.

"Qing'er, let my brother take a good look at you!"

Mo Jun gently cupped Qing'er's cheek, Qing'er struggled for a moment, and then obediently let Mo Jun hold it.

A wound, on the left cheek, from the forehead to Qing'er's neck!

Although the wound had been stopped by Qingyue, the hideous blood scab made Mo Jun feel distressed for a while.

"Qing'er, tell my brother, who got this for you?"

Mo Jun said to this Qing'er with a smile, but his right hand was already clenched unconsciously, and the sound of bones clicked.

"Brother didn't, this was accidentally knocked by Qing'er. ”

Qing'er looked naïve, obviously afraid that she would cause trouble for Mojun again, so she said this.

"Silly Qing'er!"

Mojun wanted to touch Qing'er's scar in distress, but he was afraid of jumping open the wound, so he said with some blame: "Qing'er, don't lie, tell your brother what you experienced in the school, and my brother will definitely help you make the decision!"

Qing'er was silent for a moment, and her voice was low: "Yesterday I went to school, and the two boys, I don't know why, were going to cut a wound on my cheek. ”

"Did you tell the school?"

"I told it, but the teacher said that I was to blame......

Qing'er tugged hard at her sleeve. The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally it was obvious that he wanted to cry, but he was suppressed by himself.

"Blame! by ! self!"

Mo Jun almost gritted his teeth and said these four words, and then suddenly smiled, so gentle.

"I'll see you disfigured in a while, and see if you can still say these four words!"

"Qing'er is not afraid, today Brother Mojun will accompany you to school and teach you a lesson to the person who bullied you!"

Mo Jun gently took Qing'er's hand, and tried her best to knock on the side to hit the people who bullied her.

As long as you have bullied Qing'er, today, you can't run away!

"Bang!"

The door of the school was directly kicked away by Mo Jun, and the sound of more than 20 children playing in the school disappeared in an instant, and the audience was silent.

The teaching has not yet come, which is why the scene is so chaotic.

"Qing'er, point out the people who have bullied you one by one. ”

"It's you little girl, who should I be, didn't I warn you not to come to school yesterday?"

A boy about ten years old, with a fat body, although he is not very old, but his face is full of anger, as soon as he slapped the table, he actually came over to Mojun, stretched out his meat hand, and was about to grab Qing'er.

"Smack!"

With a slap, the pig-like boy flew out, smashed the table, sprayed blood, and fainted.

"Murdered!"

These children are all about seven or eight years old, and they have never seen an adult like Mojun beating children as if they want someone's life!

"Sit down for me! Whoever moves again, that little fat man will be your fate!"

"Whew!"

When all the children heard Mo Jun's words, they all ran to their seats, and sat down nervously one by one, not daring to look at Mo Jun directly, only daring to peek at him.

"Qing'er, let's not be in a hurry, let's recognize one by one from the beginning, let my brother see, who is bullying you!"

Mo Jun took Qing'er's hand and pointed back one by one from the first child.

The children who had bullied Mojun were all trembling.

"There is him!"

Qing'er pointed to a man with thief eyebrows, the boy hurriedly shouted injustice, and was about to explain, but he was directly slapped by Mojun, and like the fat man before, he smashed the table, vomited blood, and fell unconscious.

"It's horrible!"

Mo Jun walked to a table, paused for a moment, and asked Qing'er to identify it, and scared the children who were bullying Qing'er in the back.

"There is him!"

"Smack!"

"There's her!"

"Smack!"

Regardless of men and women, Mo Jun is a big slap in the face, calling them in the face.

"Without me!"

Suddenly, a thin boy jumped up from his seat, as if he was about to collapse, and ran towards the door.

Mo Jun watched him run away indifferently, and it wasn't until he was about to run to the door that Mo Jun stretched out his hand, as if there was a huge suction, directly dragging the thin boy back.

"Don't you recruit yourself?!"

Mo Jun sneered, and just as he was about to fan the thin boy away, a woman in her thirties, with a spicy appearance, rushed into the school in annoyance, and screamed at Mo Jun: "You dare!"

"Teach!"

The thin boy saw hope in his eyes, and hurriedly asked for help from Jiaoxi.

"Smack!"

Mo Jun didn't even glance at the teacher, and directly slapped the boy, loud and crisp!