In Mo Qingxuan's palace, he was holding a girl in his arms. The child's face was tender and tender, and he was soft and soft. He had big eyes, like black crystals, and his little mouth was spitting bubbles, making people feel soft.

"Master, they all rushed towards this side.

”

Mo Qingxuan's subordinates came forward to report.

Mo Qingxuan raised his eyelids, but his eyes were still fixed on the girl in his arms. He thought to himself, this child is so young, it seems that her neck will break with a slight pinch. It's a pity.

Mo Qingxuan touched his hands back and forth around his soft neck.

At this moment, the door was slammed and pushed open from outside. It was Qin Zhen and Xiao Fengqi.

"Mo Qingxuan.

”

Xiao Fengqi's murderous intent surged in his eyes. He looked at Mo Qingxuan coldly and shouted loudly. Seeing him put his hand on his soft neck, his breathing was stopped.

"You guys are coming very quickly.

”

Mo Qingxuan sat in the main seat with a profound smile on his lips. No one dared to act rashly in his hands. Even Xiao Fengqi and Qin Zhen dared not rush forward rashly.

"Mo Qingxuan, what do you want to do?"

Xiao Fengqi looked at him and asked.

Mo Qingxuan changed his position on the chair, and his hand placed on his soft neck still did not let go. He didn't know what he wanted to do.

Qin Zhen stood there, the anxiousness in his eyes was about to overflow. Her daughter hadn't seen her for nearly a year. Now she was in front of her. She really wanted to hold her baby in her arms, but she had no impulse. She knew that Mo Qingxuan would snatch the child away, so she must have a purpose, so she must calm down and wait for him to express her purpose.

"His Royal Highness of the Demon Lord"

Another sound came from outside, and Mo Yan and his people rushed into the hall. The originally spacious hall suddenly seemed a little crowded.

Mo Yan rushed in and saw that Ruanruan was really in Mo Qingxuan's hands. He suddenly became angry and stared at him with his eyes, "Mo Qingxuan, what do you want to do to capture your highness's granddaughter? You let her go!"

Mo Yan is really furious. OK, what kind of hand does this Mo Qingxuan get into?

"hehe"

I heard Mo Qingxuan chuckling, and his smile was a little sarcastic.

He sat on the chair, and even when he saw Magic Flame, he didn't stand up, and there was not much respect in his eyes.

"Uncle Demonic Flame, your tone hurts Qingxuan. I, the young uncle, want to see my niece, what's wrong?"

He said.

While talking, his hand was still on his soft neck. His threatening posture made people's eyes twitch, for fear that he would break the child's neck with just one force the next moment.

"Hmph, now I've finished reading it? I'll give the child to me.

”

Mo Yan said with a calm face.

When Mo Qingxuan heard this, he sneered and stood up from the chair, "Uncle Mo Yan, just give it to me if you say it? Do you want to be faced by your nephew?"
Chapter completed!