"Bold Mu Han Shuyu, I arranged for you to marry the Heavenly Mandate Clan, but you didn't agree, on the contrary, there are only moles and ants here, which is an unforgivable sin!"

The golden-robed old man on the edge of the sky, with a thunderclap, shocked many cultivators in Nantong County, and they bled to death one after another.

When Mu Han Shuyu saw these people, she was paralyzed with fright. "I didn't expect you to find this place," he said with tears in his eyes.

Next, Mo Yu realized that the situation was not good, and immediately ordered the Mozu Ancient Formation to be dismantled to defend against foreign enemies, but it seemed that it did not play any role.

This ancient team was strong enough to resist distracting attacks, but it was easily torn apart by these people, and the team was destroyed in one fell swoop. Then, a long hand reached out to eight-year-old Meng Ninghong, who was so frightened that he collapsed there, unable to move.

"Origin! Die!"

Then, seeing the ink rain surprised, soon in the ink body, urging the strength of the whole body to resist the big hand, as a result his body was a big legal stage completed, directly broken, bones, has been in love with Uncle Mo, so in his opinion, ashes.

So, Shu Mo drank bitterly, broke free from the horror of distraction, and fought against this group of people against her efforts, and also protected Mo Ding and Mo Ninghong's comprehensiveness, a natural distraction.

The strong men were obviously ready, and she was quickly defeated, and the old man in the golden robe took her away with Mei Minhong.

At that time, the tripod was already stupid and going crazy. He suddenly felt very weak, as weak as a pile of garbage. Even if he was supposed to be on the first day of competition with the sons of the Great Sage in Primorton, what was the use?

The tripod hadn't been inspected in months and was damaged.

However, Mo Ninghong and her mother were arrested in another place thousands of miles away.

The place is so big, so big, at least in his opinion, everything is fresh.

His small figure strolled along the promenade of a mansion more palatial than a palace.

As he muttered looking for his parents, a group of young men and women with a group of young children immediately surrounded him like pets, strange eyes, hissing.

"Yo yo... That's what that bastard did! A woman said bitterly.

"Oh, what a gift!" What a waste of vision!"

……

No matter how naïve he is, he is not a fool. He immediately understood what these men meant, and retorted forcefully: "What nonsense! I'm the first day in the Primordial Continent!"

"Haha... Primordial continent? I've never heard of it, it must be a place where birds don't poop, this boy is so funny......"

A young man laughed loudly, and they all laughed contemptuously.

His face turned pale, his fists clenched, and his teeth clenched. "I refuse to accept it," he said angrily.

Then, he suddenly saw that his mother Mu Han Shuyu's body was bound by iron chains, her face was covered with scars, and she was fiercely held up by several beautiful middle-aged clothes, and there was the old man's golden robe behind her.

"Mom-" Mo Ning's childish cry attracted Mo Han Shuyu to frown, her beautiful eyes were full of tears, her heart was heartbroken, and she desperately broke free from the chains, shouting Mo Ning's name all the time.

"Hong Kong's son-" is easy to heartache, strong, and prays not to hurt her son, but among the people who despise him, there is a middle-aged man who is stubborn and self-serving, and said coldly: "Hmph, don't dream, I brought you here, I just want you to know, don't, willful, ashamed of my family, what will happen, you look good!"

Muhan's eyes suddenly darkened, and she barely fainted, she looked at the dark red in front of her in despair, and her heart was nervous.

Finally, after some discussion, the young man decided to let Mu Ninghong compete with the best talent in the tribe.

It was a child about Moninhong's age, a head taller than him, and so big that he didn't seem to be of the same grade as him.

Before the opening ceremony, a respected middle-aged man said in a cold voice: "There is no harm, you have been taught since childhood, family rules, you know, my imperial family is not allowed to be defiled by people with unclean eyes, how to do it, you know." "I see.". The boy replied, and after a moment he gave a cold glance at Mene, his brow full of contempt.

He began to move his hands and feet, licking his tongue and looking strange.

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Before the boy was ready, he stepped forward.

He was kicked, kicked in the jaw, his petite body flew up, blood flowed, teeth fell to the ground, punch, he was in so much pain.

The boy's resourcefulness was so great that he was born to fight, and his strength was so great that he could not compete with it.

All the Mukhans, that is, the royal family, watched the battle with cold eyes. Mu Han Shuyu is not far away. Tears flowed in his eyes. She sobbed, her slender body trembling.

He shouted with all his might, but his struggle was powerless. The boy beat him mercilessly, tortured him, and made a young child's life worse than death!

In the end, the boy lost interest and spat on his swollen face, unleashing a terrifying force, like a torrent of beasts, that pierced him in an instant!

"Ahh

And all this is not over yet, Mo Ninghong is almost powerless to move, he is so painful that he almost faints in the past, the boy continued, smiled coldly, he was going to kill, who could have imagined that a child of a few years old would be so vicious.

When he was full of power, a wave of energy gushed out of him, and a terrifying force swept across the earth.

At that moment, Mohanni's mind was buzzing, her hair immediately began to turn white, tears and blood flowed from her eyes, and she went crazy!

Her eyes were frighteningly cold, and she chanted a spell for a while. In an instant, the energy in her body burst out countless times, and those chains were directly broken by her. She flashed, moved to the boy's body, and waved him away.

"Huh? Fresh!" The royal family suddenly became nervous, and those few looked like they were staring at each other and drinking wildly.

The boy's face turned so red that he couldn't even breathe. He was lifted up and began to struggle subconsciously.

"Shuyu, put him down, don't make any more mistakes!" The old man in the golden robe spoke sharply and looked nervous. It is clear that this boy is very important to them.

"I'll kill him right now," Mu Han said indifferently, "I'm going to live for another person!" My Worth! Can you stop me?