"The ...... of the Prince"

"This, this ......"

Li Jianjun stretched out his hand and wanted to call out to the son, but the person had already gone away.

"Back to the city!"

"Whoever dares to let the surnamed Li enter the city will be dealt with by military law!"

Mo Yuchen led the war horse and walked towards the city.

The person he hates the most is the person who holds the stinky feet, not to mention that the person who holds the stinky feet is still Li Xiaoxiao's clansman.

Mo Yuchen directly issued an expulsion order and did not let him go back to the city to pack anything.

Let him fend for himself!

And when Mo Yuchen just walked into the city, there was a shouting and scolding of Li Jianjun from behind:

"If you have the surname Mo, you can't die well. ”

"This prison army must go to the monarch to join you, so that your Mo family will not die well!"

"Oh...... That's my horse, don't take my horse......"

......

In the blink of an eye, Mo Yuchen led the war horse all the way to the core area of Mo City.

This is also the place where Mo Yuchen was born when he was a child.

After so many years, he came to the fiefdom to know how powerful the Mo family was.

With Mo City as the center, the surrounding six cities are a county of their own, all of which are the fiefdoms of the Mo family.

As the center of the fiefdom, the Mo clan was naturally inhabited.

At this time, the gate in front of Mo Yuchen, which was comparable to the height of the city gate, really scared Mo Yuchen.

The word Mo Zong hangs high above the door, which is particularly solemn.

In comparison, the 500-acre Mofu in the royal capital is like a bungalow!

Mo Yuchen was thinking, if the monarch arrived here, he didn't know how to feel......

"It's not a loss, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and he is really rich. ”

Mo Yuchen sighed slightly.

He walked all the way into the Mo Mansion with the handsome order in his hand, and did not allow the guards to disturb the report.

He has not returned home for many years, and he plans to come to the door to say hello to the clan elders one by one, not wanting to disturb the clan elders because he is the son of Mo Yuan.

Unconsciously, Mo Yuchen came to his clan's martial arts arena.

Looking at the hot martial arts arena, his face was full of warmth.

In the martial arts arena, there are many children of the younger generation who are cultivating diligently.

Some are fighting, some are practicing swords, playing with knives, dancing guns, you name it......

However, a stranger appeared on the edge of the martial arts arena, which gradually attracted the children of the Mo clan who were cultivating.

One of the girls stared at Mo Yuchen as if she had lost her soul.

At the same time, Mo Yuchen's eyes also fell on the girl in the martial arts arena.

The girl's black green silk is coiled high, and her pink cheeks that can be broken by blowing are like hibiscus out of water.

The big eyes of the clear spirit were a little playful, but they were very gentle.

Willow eyebrows, qiong nose and apricot eyes, and the slight red lips set off the whole face like a shy flower.

The slightly swollen breasts, like the buds of early summer, are ready to be released.

Yingying's slender waist, straight and round buttocks and a pair of balanced and slender legs make her even more outstanding and lovable.

"Is that you?"

The girl walked forward, her beautiful eyes filled with endless thoughts, and asked tentatively.

"You've lost weight!"

Mo Yuchen still had a faint smile on his face.

But it only took one sentence to sweep away all the sorrow on the girl's face.

The girl stretched out her hands, stood on tiptoe, and hugged Mo Yuchen's neck tightly.

The girl's abrupt hug made Mo Yuchen suddenly feel a little at a loss, and he didn't know whether to push away or give a warm hug in return.

Finally, he sighed secretly, clenched his palm into a fist, and placed it full on the girl's waist.

Let the girl vent the thoughts in her heart.

Suddenly, this scene shocked everyone in the martial arts arena, and even more so, they had already scolded:

"Damn, who is this kid, dare to hug our aunt!"

"Hmph, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill him!"

"Let's go, go over and see who that grandson is!"

"Uncle Yuchen is not here, and he must not let people snatch his aunt away!"

......

Suddenly, a large group of people in the martial arts arena formed an encirclement and surrounded Mo Yuchen.

"Woe to the water!" Mo Yuchen smiled bitterly to himself.

Looking at the leading young man, Mo Yuchen's eyes lit up, but he ignored him and let him come over aggressively.

"Let go of my aunt!"

The leading young man strode up and pulled Ke'er in Mo Yuchen's arms.

"Auntie?"

Mo Yuchen was stunned for a moment, and then felt very funny.

The young man in front of him is named Mo Wu, and he is the son of Mo Yuchen is Mo Yuchen's eldest cousin, two years younger than himself.

For as long as Mo Yuchen could remember, this kid had been shouting behind his uncle and uncle.

I didn't expect that today's Mo Wu kid is so burly, and he is as tall as Mo Yuchen.

"Xiao Wu, he is ......"

Ke'er was pulled by Mo Wuyi, seeing that something was going to happen, and she was anxious to explain.

But Mo Wu stopped drinking and drank:

"Shut up, Sister Ke'er, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. ”

"My uncle has only been gone for a few years, and you secretly found a wild man!"

Mo Wu's face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes were full of anger.

It's as if his woman has been robbed.

Ke'er was also frightened by Mo Wu's angry appearance, and her face turned pale, and her face was at a loss.

Mo Wuke has always been respectful to her, but today he treated her like this.

"Xiao Wu, don't blame your Sister Ke'er, it's my fault. Seeing this, Mo Yuchen smiled

Mo Yuchen has regretted it now, why didn't he reveal his identity in the first place.

It's good now, there was such a big oolong, and Ke'er was scolded.

However, this Mo Wu was too hateful, and his uncle, who he was desperately defending, stood in front of him alive, and he didn't even recognize it.

"Is Xiao Wu's name yours?"

"Since you know it's your fault, why don't you get out of the Mo family quickly. ”

"Don't even think about climbing our Mo family in your life!"

Mo Wu gasped in his mouth, propped his chest up and down violently, and said arrogantly.

He's trying to control himself right now, and he can't make a big deal out of it.

If it makes a big fuss, it will have a very big impact on his uncle's reputation.

Ever since he received the news from the royal capital, he knew that Mo Yuchen had now become a waste.

He was extremely diligent in his cultivation, and secretly swore in his heart that he would protect Mo Yuchen in this life and repay the kindness of his maintenance when he was young.

"Xiao Wu, I'm your uncle!"

Mo Yuchen explained helplessly.

Looking at Mo Wu's angry appearance, a trace of warmth lay in his heart.

Although this kid didn't recognize himself, he could see that Mo Wu was defending himself everywhere.

"Shut up, you kid still dare to take advantage of Lao Tzu. ”

"Lao Tzu is still your uncle!"

Mo Wu finally couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily.

Then he reached out and grabbed Mo Yuchen's chest, and raised his fist with his other hand, wanting to beat the guy of unknown origin in front of him.

Now Mo Wu was in a rage, completely losing his mind, after all, Mo Yuchen looked too tender.

And his aesthetic standards have always been judged by himself.

In his mind, Mo Yuchen should be even taller and more powerful than him now, and he should be powerful.

As for the person in front of him, he was just a wild man that Keer hooked up with.