However, Muyan's character is too tough.

So much so that people in Moying often forget that their master is a stunningly beautiful girl.

Xiaobao said seriously: "Mother is not the most beautiful, only more beautiful. Mother does not compare with other women."

There is no one in the world who can compare with his mother.

Women don’t have it, and men don’t have it either!

Everyone in Moying laughed.

Although they also knew that the young lady was invincible, the young master's Oedipal attributes were clearly visible.

No wonder the young master and his uncle are always at war with each other when they meet, and they want to kick each other away from the young lady.

Only Chang Yu was in a daze, as if the beautiful face of a young girl strumming the strings and smiling lazily appeared in his mind.

Miss...Jun Muyan...Yes! Is there a woman more beautiful than her in the world?

At least not in his mind.

In his mind, she was as high as the Nine Heavens Goddess, an existence that could only be viewed from a distance but could not be coveted.

At least... at least he can still stay with the young lady, watching her from a distance and guarding her.

His blank gaze, with a hint of bitterness and yearning, swept across the mountains and fields.

Suddenly, a brilliant light flashed across his eyes.

Chang Yu calmed down and walked towards the direction of the light.

Soon, a flower hidden among the grass appeared in front of him.

The flower was very small, but extremely beautiful. The branches and leaves swayed gently in the breeze, spreading the moving color.

The brilliance of that moment was due to its transition from one color to another.

The beauty flower is found.

Chang Yu turned around and was about to call Xiaobao.

But on the other side of the mountain, a white-haired old man and a pretty but hurried-looking girl walked towards Xiaobao.

"Young Master, my grandfather and I were separated from our guards at home. Now we are hungry and thirsty. Could you please give us something to eat?"

The pretty girl looked at Xiaobao expectantly. Her slightly pale face and chapped lips meant that she was really thirsty.

The girl even licked her lips gently with the tip of her pink tongue and turned her gaze to everyone in the Mo Camp. She looked indescribably pitiful.

The old man she was supporting was panting and looked like he might faint at any moment.

Any man who sees such a pair of grandfather and grandson can't help but feel pity for them.

Not to mention an innocent child of four or five years old.

Xiaobao glanced at them with his blue eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Come here."

The girl was overjoyed, the pride and contempt in her eyes flashed away.

But he pretended to be grateful, supported the old man and walked towards Xiaobao, while saying repeatedly: "Thank you so much, young master, thank you so much, young master, for your great kindness, we..."

However, the next moment, the young but cold voice interrupted her, "Kill!!"

With just one word, everyone in Mo camp, including Chang Yu who was not far away, moved.

Also taking action at the same time was Xiaobao.

The powerful profound energy and fierce killing moves rushed towards the girl and the white-haired old man.

"Bastard!" The girl couldn't avoid it and was stabbed directly by Chang Yu's sword. Although she avoided the vital point, a bloody mark was still drawn on her waist.

The reaction of the white-haired old man was much faster than that of the girl, but Xiaobao's sword was also much more powerful than Chang Yu's.

There were several scars on his face, chest and thighs caused by Xiaobao's sword energy, and there was a lot of blood.
Chapter completed!