The Almighty Summoner

"Woooooo! You're actually a girl!" In the sky, Nuo Yalan flew behind Mu Yun with a sad look on her face. She cried bitterly while complaining to Mu Yun, "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Kill me, cause me to think about you for so long, woo woo woo..."

"Sister Yalan," Mu Yun said with a light smile, "isn't it better for us to be sisters, to love each other like real sisters!"

"Wuuu, okay," Nuo Yalan wiped her cheeks with her sleeve, and the sadness between her brows faded a little. She approached Mu Yun lightly, but still couldn't help but hug her, "I don't know, father How is the emperor now, I am so worried about him."

Mu Yun smiled very gently. After stroking Nuo Yalan's head with her hand, she patted her back lightly with the palm of her hand a few times, and comforted her: "Don't worry, I will definitely save your father. .”

It was noon in Longwu City.

Although there are quite a few people living in the city, the entire Longwu City is no longer as bustling and bustling as it used to be because of the lack of people from the Mu family to take charge of the overall situation. They all left the city one after another, because the law and order here has become extremely poor, lawbreakers are extremely rampant, and burning, killing, and looting can be seen everywhere.

Mu Yun and Nuo Yalan entered the city through the east gate. There was no one guarding the gate, and above the Mu Mansion, a thick black smoke was billowing into the sky. fire.

The two of them came to the gate of Mu's mansion in one flash, and just met a group of mercenaries who took advantage of the fire and came out of the gate. Each of them had a cheerful face, and they each carried some valuable things in their hands.

Furious, Mu Yun stopped immediately, put his hands behind his back, stared at the group of mercenaries coldly, and shouted violently: "You bastards, what a coward! Dare to grab it!"

"Hahahaha!" The group of mercenaries saw that the person blocking their way was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, so they laughed loudly, and the tall and strong man in the lead scolded: "What's the matter? Brat, you are impatient Do you dare to block Grandpa's way!"

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound, and before the strong man had time to react, a large swelling swelled up on his left cheek. Nuo Yalan patted his palms, and then stood beside Mu Yun very charmingly, She looked at the mercenaries in front of her with a look of disdain.

"Who hit me!" The tall strong man covered the swollen half of Lao Gao's face with his hands, looked to the left and right, and cursed angrily, "Bastard, if I let me know who sneaked up on me, I will definitely kill you!" Squeeze him to death!" As he spoke, he stretched out his huge fist, which was as big as a sandbag, and with all his strength, the rich golden battle aura covered his entire arm.

"Yo, the strength is not bad," Nuo Yalan teased, "He is actually a high-ranking gold warrior!" She walked forward slowly, slowly stretched out her left palm, then waved her hand, and slapped the other hand like lightning. On the other side of the strong man's cheek, "Crack!" There was another crisp sound, and the other half of the strong man's face swelled up instantly.

"Do you see clearly now?" Nuo Yalan smiled lightly, "It was Miss Ben who hit you, what can you do to me?"

"Looking for death!" The tall burly man yelled, stretched out his hand and held a huge silver ax in his palm, and then slashed at Nuo Yalan's face with all his strength. A gust of wind whizzed past, and in a blink of an eye, it swept away the dust on the ground under the two people's feet.

On the blade of the giant axe, there was a strong golden fighting spirit, which distorted the air in the space it passed through. The minions behind the strong man all became reverent when they saw their boss showing off his power.

"Ding!" There was an extremely ear-piercing sound of gold and iron, and the strong man slammed down with a giant ax in his hand, but the giant ax was firmly fixed in the middle of the way. He opened his eyes and saw Mu Yun standing there at some point. Between him and Nuo Yalan, a slender and weak right arm was raised high, with the index finger and middle finger pointing like a sword, pinching the huge ax blade impartially.