However, Mu Yan's personality is too tough.

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

Xiaobao said seriously: "Mother is not the most beautiful, she is only more beautiful. Mother is not comparable to other women."

No one in the world can compare with his mother.

Women don’t have them, and men don’t have them!

The people in Moying laughed.

Although they also knew that the lady was invincible in the world, the little master's mother-opathic attributes were clearly visible.

No wonder the little master and son-in-law always get nervous as soon as they meet, and want to kick the other person away from the lady.

Only Chang Yu was in a daze, and the beautiful face of a girl plucking the strings and smiling lazyly seemed to appear in his mind.

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

At least it was gone in his heart.

In his heart, it was an existence that was as high as the Nine Heavens Goddess, and could only be seen from afar and could not be coveted.

At least...at least he can still be by the lady's side and watch her guarding her from afar.

The blank gaze swept through the mountains with a hint of bitterness and admiration.

Suddenly, a brilliant light passed through his eyes.

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

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

The flowers are very small, but they are extremely beautiful. The branches and leaves gently sway in the breeze, scattering a moving color.

The splendor of that moment just now was because it changed from one color to another.

The Hua of the Stay, found it.

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 in a hurry-looking girl walked towards Xiaobao.

"This young man, my grandfather and I are separated from the guards at home. Now we are hungry and thirsty. Can you please give us some food?"

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

The girl even licked her lips with her pink tongue and turned her eyes to the people in the Moying Camp, which was so pitiful.

The old man who was supported by her was panting, looking like he could faint at any time.

No matter who sees such a grandfather and grandson, any man will be unable to help but feel pity for him.

What's more, he is an innocent child of four or five years old.

Xiaobao glanced at them with his dark blue eyes, and his cold little nipples spoke: "Come here."

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

But he looked grateful and helped the old man walk towards Xiaobao, saying repeatedly: "Thank you little boy, thank you little boy, thank you little boy, your kindness, we..."

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

With just one word, everyone in the Moying Camp, including Chang Yu, who was not far away, moved together.

Xiaobao also took action at the same time.

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

"Bastard!" The girl couldn't dodge her and was stabbed directly by Chang Yu's sword. Although she avoided the vital points, a blood mark was still scratched on her waist.

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

On his face, chest and thighs, Xiaobao's sword energy cut a few scars, blood poured out.

"Haha, Junior Sister Wu, I told you a long time ago, don't underestimate Jun Muyan, and that little bastard with her. You must not believe it, and think you can handle it alone. Now... you are suffering, right?"
Chapter completed!