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Chapter 1949

"I should thank you." Duanmuyi withdrew his hand and smiled slightly, "I heard that you were the one who saved Zhaoer from the execution tower, and you were the one who bravely stood up to protect Zhaoer when he was being bullied. I He and his father always taught him to learn to protect his beloved girl, but he was protected by you first."

"Wh, what a lovely girl..." Mo Lange lowered his eyes, his cheeks covered in water vapor were delicate and charming.

Duanmuyi did not pierce her little girl's mind, and took out a set of clothes from the spirit ring: "You change into the clothes, we will find a chance to leave the Mo tribe later."

Just as he was talking, there was a loud noise outside, it was the sound of spiritual power exploding!
"Here!" Someone yelled.

Duanmuyi's eyebrows darkened, knowing that they had been discovered, she immediately asked Bijuan to guard them, and walked out by herself.

Di Kongxuan had already gone up to meet him. These guards were just a mob, not his opponents, but there were already many powerful auras rushing over from afar.

"Mother—" Di Zhao quickly stepped forward, "What should we do?"

"This side is closer to the western boundary of the Mo people, find a way to break through." Duanmuyi said, "You guard here, your girl, protect yourself."

Di Zhao's heart felt hot, and he nodded immediately: "Yes!"

Duanmu Yifei stepped forward and pinched the Yin Jue from a distance. After approaching the battlefield, the silver-blue spiritual power in her palm fell on the ground through the air. The cyan life force and the silver lightning power intertwined, quickly building a barrier.

"Don't love to fight, withdraw." Duanmuyi shouted.

Di Kongxuan struck out with both palms, and the purple-gold spiritual power turned into countless sharp arrows and flew out, blocking the people coming from a distance for a moment. He and Duanmuyi joined hands and fell back to the ground, bringing Di Zhao, Mo Lange and Bi Juan left here together.

"You can't leave!"

In the distance, Mo Lingyu smiled coldly, he didn't know what he did, the scene in front of him suddenly shifted, Duanmuyi couldn't stand still, and Dikongxuan stretched out his hand to support him.

But in front of him, the punishment tower of the Mo tribe has already appeared.

Mo Lange's face was pale: "It's a sand table. He got the ancient treasure of the Mo tribe, the mountain and river sand table."

The Martial Arts Field of Xuanye Academy was developed by borrowing the sand table of the Mo people, and it can be freely transferred to all the scenes on the mainland for competitions.

However, the real sand table mastered by the Mo tribe has a more powerful transfer ability.

...failed.

Duanmuyi and Dikongxuan exchanged glances, and at the same time stood in front of the children.

Mo Lingyu held the sand table in his hand, behind him was a huge and gloomy black moon, a depressing aura came over the sky, and the entire Mo clan's torture tower trembled.

"Fourth sister, look, you have tried your best, but you still can't escape from my grasp."

Mo Lange trembled all over, and said angrily: "Beast!"

Mo Lingyu didn't care at all, and said lightly: "Hand over the skull."

"Okay, I can hand over the skull to you, but you have to promise me and let them go!" Mo Lange looked at him with sharp eyes, only regretting that he was not strong enough to fight him to the death.

"Lan Ge, you don't need to show off your abilities here." Duan Muyi glanced back at her with a calm expression, "I would really like to know how a person in the middle stage of transformation can threaten us."

(End of this chapter)