Ye Mohan's deep and murderous voice shook the place.

Lord Fenglin looked at him, his heart trembled suddenly, and he understood the threat in his words.

Although Fenglin City is one of the ten independent cities and has a strong foundation of strength, it can't break up with Ye Mohan after receiving the favor from Ye Mohan.

To take a step back, even if they are at odds with each other, how would they be willing to provoke a crazy critic in the Nine Continents of Lingtian Continent and the ten independent cities?

Lord Fenglin sighed helplessly in a low voice.

Ye Mohan is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men. After all, she is his own daughter and does not have this blessing.

"Ye Di Zun."

The Lord of Fenglin City cupped his hands and said, "You helped Fenglin City and drove away the demons. Everyone in the city will remember it and were deeply moved. Feng didn't intend to bother the emperor, but he did after all. When discussing the marriage with Mrs. Tianhuang

It's Feng's fault for not interfering with Ye Di Zun."

"What's wrong? My parents ordered me to get married. It would be a big mistake to regret it." Mrs. Tianhuang said anxiously.

boom!

In the blood mist, three thousand blood-colored sharp blades shuttled out, heading towards Madam Tianhuang and others!

Ye Mohan said: "I am an orphan, without a father or a mother. How can I get the order from my parents?"

"you--"

Madam Tianhuang gritted her teeth.

Ye Mohan was cursing her to death in public!

No regard for her face as a mother.

However, the three thousand sharp blades shone with fierce light, and she did not dare to say any more excessive words.

Chu Yue held Ye Mohan's hand, and when she heard the word orphan, anger surged in her eyes.

How many people in this world can honestly say that they are orphans despite having a father and a mother?

However, Mrs. Tianhuang did not repent, and kept adding salt to the pillow's wounds.

She couldn't swallow this breath!

"Brother, how can you say that? You will hurt the queen mother's heart."

The young man behind Mrs. Tianhuang came out full of sorrow. When he looked at Ye Mohan and Chu Yue with his innocent eyes, he was very dissatisfied.

This is the little prince of Tianyu and the youngest son of Mrs. Tianhuang.

Ye Ziyu.

He was wearing a bright red robe, and his skin was fairer and more delicate than that of a woman.

He seems to be unblemished and unblemished, and at first glance he looks like a clean and pure young man.

Ye Ziyu is the only one among the Tianyu tribe who is kind to Ye Mohan.

He has always wanted to mend the relationship between his brother and his mother, and has been working hard for several years, but it's a pity that it's all in vain.

A few years ago, my mother was stubborn, but now my mother finally relented, and it was my brother's turn to be ignorant again.

As his younger brother, he was so worried that he could only think that Chu Yue had done something wrong.

"My mother is always thinking about you. How could you hurt your mother like this for an outsider? Brother, I'm so disappointed in you." Ye Ziyu said.

"Is it your turn to be disappointed?"

Chu Yue sneered coldly: "Who are you? Have you ever lived in the Forest of Hundred Demons? Were you abandoned by your mother when you were young? Did you live a life of wandering around the world, or did you live from scratch alone? Or are you helpless?

Are you helpless to face the cruelty of the world? You are not! You were born as a proud son of heaven. You have enjoyed fine clothes and fine food since you were a child, so you can stand and talk without back pain. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is because the knife has not been cut on your body.

You know it hurts, but you are so sanctimonious and selfish, do you really think of yourself as the Holy Father?"

Chu Yue looked at Mrs. Tianhuang with fierce eyes: "Which mother in the world would punch and kick her child, curse her child, and throw him to fend for himself in a no-man's land full of ghosts?

Kill? You can only kill people with a nod of your head, and the scar on your head will only be as big as a bowl. Madam Tianhuang, you are responsible for the fate of your parents. Are you worthy to be his mother? You are not worthy! You killed all the beauty of his childhood.

When his life is on the right track, you want to kill his future. You are not a mother, you were not before, and you will never be in the future. In my eyes, the person you abandoned like a piece of grass is the most important person in the world.

The eternal treasure is an existence that transcends my life. You don't care about his happiness, anger, sorrow, and anger, but I do."

Mrs. Tianhuang was pointed at the nose and reprimanded to the point of being ashamed.

Ye Ziyu had never been treated so cruelly by someone. He immediately looked at Ye Mohan pitifully, hoping that his brother would stand up for him.

However, Ye Mohan always lowered his head and smiled softly, looking at the woman who was beaming with adoration, with a look of joy that could not be concealed in the corners of his eyes and brows.

When Yunji and others saw Ye Mohan's appearance from behind, they all felt complicated and confused.

Yun Ji poked the Jian Chi protector with his elbow and asked in a low voice: "Why is Brother Mo Han acting like he is Miss Ye's little wife?"

The sword-crazy protector praised: "Young Master Yunji has good eyesight."

Yun Ji looked at the familiar Protector Bai and others, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock.

Protector Bai sighed like an old father: "It's great. Our Highness is loved and cared for by someone."

"Mrs. Ye is a good and responsible woman." Protector Jian Chi said.

The Blood Protector said: "You will not always give up on our Highness. You can only drink a ladle of water from three thousand people. It's very good."

Yun Ji: "..."

He is the one who is mysterious.

Or is this world too mysterious?

Why do you feel that Brother Mo Han is a woman...

Is Miss Ye a grown man now?

Yun Ji looked at Chu Yue's divine sword for protecting the country, the bone-crushing battle ax and Cangming bow on his waist, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.

I'm afraid only Brother Mo Han can bear such a woman.

Blood mist fills the air, and sharp blades hang in the sky.

Mrs. Tianhuang was finally unwilling.

Feng Qingcheng faced the sharp blade and blood mist and walked towards Ye Mohan.

Seeing this, Mrs. Tianhuang felt happy.

"Ye Di Zun."

Feng Qingcheng's thin lips opened slightly and she only uttered a single sound.

She straightened her back, fearing nothing, and still moved forward full of hope.

The sharp blade approaches and the blood mist spreads.

She didn't let that stop her.

She is gambling.

Bet on his heart.

"roll--"

Ye Mo Leng yelled, murderous intent was everywhere.

When the blood mist was about to tear Feng Qingcheng apart, Chu Yue squeezed the man's hand and gently reminded him.

The sharp blade blood mist suddenly stopped.

Feng Qingcheng had already arrived in front of Ye Mohan, and looked down at the two people's tightly held hands.

The heart seems to have been broken into pieces.

She smiled, slowly took out the marriage contract, and said, "This is the marriage contract between my father and Mrs. Tianhuang."

Chu Yuexu narrowed her eyes.

Feng Qingcheng tore up the marriage certificate in an elegant yet neat move.

She bowed to Ye Mohan, and finally faced Chu Yue, lowered her head, and clasped her fists: "General Wu Ling, I envy you very much, and I'm sorry. I overestimated my ability and disturbed your peace."


Chapter completed!