What else does Mo Wenqing want to say?

"Senior Mo, go quickly!"

Ye Qing shouted and interrupted him.

The current situation does not allow any hesitation.

"good!"

Mo Wenqing's face was solemn and nodded.

He knew that in Ye Qing's heart, his sister's life was far more important than himself.

Mo Wenqing took Ye Mengling away, which would make Ye Qing feel at ease.

"Swoosh!"

Soon, Mo Wenqing took Ye Mengling and walked in the air.

Disappear at the end of the sky.

Ye Mengling had long fainted and had no idea that Ye Qing was still fighting for her and avenged her!

Master Xuehan watched Mo Wenqing leave without stopping him.

Don’t ask about the love that I have been kind to Master Xuehan in the past, and Master Xuehan did not recognize Grandma Tianshan’s actions.

It is impossible to help Grandma Tianshan to deal with Mo Wenqing.

"Boy, you're at the end of your way!"

"If you ruin your good things, you won't have any good endings!"

The eyes of Grandma Tianshan were filled with cold murderous intent.

The next moment.

Grandma Tianshan attacked and killed again.

He was determined to kill.

"boom!"

Just as Grandma Tianshan rushed over, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped her.

A terrible icy aura was released.

"Xuanming Divine Palm!"

Grandma Tianshan shouted angrily, but the target of attack was not Ye Qing, but Mo Wenqing in the distance.

Grandma Tianshan’s purpose is to take over Ye Mengling’s body.

She would not let Ye Mengling leave.

A move from the sky to the Xuanming Divine Palm is terrifying.

A pitch-black palm print rushed towards Mo Wenqing's back.

Ye Qing's eyes flashed with a splendor, and he had long realized that Tianshan grandma would not let his sister leave easily.

In an instant, Ye Qing's footsteps flashed across the sky, rushed over, blocking in front, and competing with Grandma Tianshan.

"Buzz!"

Ye Qing waved the Shura Blood Sword and tried to resist the dark palm print.

But, the next moment.

Ye Qing's figure flew backwards, spitting blood in his mouth, and his expression was extremely embarrassed.

The breath in the body was disordered, and there was a pitch-black palm print on his chest, containing a strong ice poison that was eroding Ye Qing's body.

"Boy, you won't have any chance after being hit by the old Xuanming Divine Palm!"
Chapter completed!