As soon as Meng Wujian said this, the white-haired old man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said to Mo Yurong: "Yurong, you can't let the second brother die!

"Hehe, I thought you were really so brotherly, it turned out that there was another reason, Brother Meng, it seems that we are moving too right!"

Yue Mochen smiled proudly, so angry that Mo Yurong and the white-haired old man's faces turned pale, but they dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

"Say, your conditions!"

Mo Yurong finally accepted the fact that he was powerless about the current situation and chose to compromise.

"I don't have many requests, and I will hand over everyone who participated in the attack on the Aslet Moon Palace that day to me. ”

Before Yue Mochen's words were finished, Mo Yurong said coldly: "Impossible!"

"Hehe, I haven't finished talking about it yet, and you say it's impossible, so it seems that there is no need to talk about it. Yue Mochen spread his hands and pretended to look at the white-haired old man helplessly: "It's none of my business, it's your own conditions that don't accept me." ”

"Don't be presumptuous!" said the white-haired old man in a deep voice.

Mo Yurong reluctantly said to the white-haired old man: "Ninth Grandfather, those are also from the Mo family!"

"For the sake of the family!"

The white-haired old man lowered his head, his full head of white hair reflected silver in the sun, and he spat out these four words bitterly.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yurong forced himself to calm down, and said to Yue Mochen: "Go on, your conditions!"

"Hand over my parents. ”

Yue Mochen's eyes became indifferent: "Yue Invite Yu, and Dugu He!"

"You...... Are you Yue Mochen?"

Mo Yurong suddenly said a very strange sentence, you must know that Yue Mochen had already reported her name, but when her next sentence came out, Yue Mochen understood why she said that.

"It turns out that you are the Yue Mochen in Dongfang Ruoning's mouth!"

"Do you know her?" Yue Mochen's expression turned cold, and his eyes looking at Mo Yurong were like sharp blades, terrifyingly fierce.

"The best genius of the Oriental family, who wouldn't know? I'm not afraid to sue you, she is now a guest in our Mo family. Mo Yurong sneered and said, Yue Mochen's eyes not only did not make her feel afraid, but made her feel a little proud, and she had the upper hand.

"What did you do to her!?"

Yue Mochen said, and involuntarily entered a state of rampage, which made Hongyue and Meng Wujian, who were disguised as Mo Juqi on the side, shocked, because when planning, Yue Mochen had mentioned that in the state of rampage, he could not remain absolutely calm, so it was best not to let him enter a state of rampage.

However, Mo Yurong's words directly made Yue Mochen enter a state of rage, and Hongyue and Meng Wujian had no chance to stop it at all.

However, even if there is an opportunity, it may not be successful, because the two of them also know Dongfang Ruoning's position in Yue Mochen's heart, especially after the incident of Yue Mochen's love, Yue Mochen cherishes her relationship with Dongfang Ruoning even more, and Mo Yurong's words, anyone can hear it, it is a threat.

"She's a guest at our Mo house. ”

No one will think that the "guest" in this sentence is really a simple guest, obviously she wants to tell Sù Yue Mochen, your Dongfang Ruo is in my hands!

This sentence directly hit Yue Mochen's death hole, no, it should be said that it is the reverse scale, which made the situation start to become chaotic.

When Hongyue and Meng Wujian were secretly worried, Mo Yurong was very happy, she was very satisfied with her appearance, although she used the name of Dongfang Ruoning, she turned the situation around.

"I don't know what happened back then, and I don't want to say anything, family disputes, no one is right or wrong, either the Dugu family suffers, or our Mo family is damaged, you can only blame your bad luck. ”

Mo Yurong's arm was slowly raised, and a powerful aura burst out from his slender little hands, looking like he would strike at any time: "However, if you are obsessed and lose your life by refusing to hand over someone, then you can't blame luck." ”

"Lost your life, is it up to you?"

Yue Mochen sneered, and as soon as his body moved, he flew into the sky with the wings of reincarnation, which were already blood-red, and suddenly, the blood light was so great that he almost wanted to cover the sky.

As soon as he saw Yue Mochen make a move, Meng Wujian leaned close to Hongyue, his eyes looked around coldly, and his two swords were against Hongyue's neck at the same time, so as to deter the white-haired old man and others, and he would not take advantage of Yue Mochen and Mo Yurong to fight each other.

His action was very fast, and the white-robed old man sighed secretly, if his reaction was fast enough, and in an instant, let people attack Meng Wujian and save 'Mo Juqi', then things would be easy to do, with their numbers, it would be easy to clean up Yue Mochen and the two.

Seeing this, he could only look at Yue Mochen in mid-air, he believed that if Yue Mochen was defeated, a single dream without a sword would not be able to turn up much wind.

At this time, a strong sound of breaking the sky resounded throughout the square, like a low-flying rocket, which made everyone's eardrums hurt, it turned out that Yue Mochen had turned into a blood-red shadow, and suddenly shot towards Mo Yurong who was standing on the ground!

Looking at Yue Mochen's sudden madness, De Mo Yu's face changed slightly, his toes touched the ground, his body seemed to slide, and he retreated nearly ten meters in an instant, among all the ninologists, only Hongyue, who was a spirit, could have such speed.

"Boom!"

Yue Mochen was like a burning blood flame, smashing heavily on the place where Mo Yurong had settled before, and suddenly, a violent sound roared above the square, and between the debris flying, cracks spread out from the dust.

Mo Yurong's retreating figure slowly stopped, looking at the dusty place lightly, with a wave of his hands, two wonderful traces crossed in midair, and a white sharp energy emerged, sweeping straight towards the blood flame not far away.

Yue Mochen's blood-red eyes shrank, among all the nungers, he had only seen that Hongyue could use her spiritual thoughts like aura, and her momentum was like a rainbow, making people mistakenly think that she was a martial artist.

But this is not a reason for Yue Mochen to retreat.

Duyouhan's teeth waved again and again, and one after another sword qi with sword intent turned into a strong wind that appeared out of thin air, intertwined into a huge net of sword qi, instantly extinguishing the opponent's attack, and flew tightly towards Mo Yurong who was flying in.

"Huh, melee?"

Yue Mochen grinned, a bit of mockery appeared in his blood-colored eyes, and as soon as he kicked the ground with his right foot, the whole person greeted him, and this time, the speed was even higher!

Almost instantaneously, Yue Mochen's terrifying speed brought him to Mo Yurong's side.