"If she was Meng Yuyue's descendant, she would naturally feel the breath of her own mother."

"As for Mao Yu... it's up to you, just don't kill that person."

If it weren't for the man Meng Yuyue almost took away, he wouldn't have appeared.

It's really interesting.

His little Yue'er is worthy of being the most outstanding one he has taught so many disciples.

It is said that he is in hiding death, but in fact he is not in seclusion all the time. He will teach the geniuses of the Nine-Tail Sect occasionally.

Xiao Yue'er...

What a pity.

He thought so, and at the same time, a beam of spiritual power directly enveloped Meng Yang.

In an instant, all Meng Yang's wounds healed.

"Go!"

"Take your original plan to find Yin Nian."

"Then...kill her!"

"That little girl must die, otherwise how will the younger generation of my Nine-Tail Sect grow up?"

Meng Huang's figure gradually disappeared.

Meng Yang has strength again.

"Old ancestor, will you go with me?"

Meng Huang did not answer.

Meng Yang had already had a result in his heart.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and walked out with a cold face.

This time.

He did not touch Meng Yuyue, but came to another death row prisoner.

"Come on one by one."

"Yin Nian, you really don't know how to live or die."

Wave the knife.

The leg of the death row prisoner suddenly fell down.

Meng Yuyue's heart skipped a beat.

Why is he?

Meng Yang smiled at her, "Don't worry, I won't move you."

"But Yin Nian can't escape."

"It's not your child anyway, isn't it? It's no shame."

"If you die, you will die."

...

Half an hour later.

Meng Yang held two bloody wooden boxes in his hand.

With a group of powerful golden spirit masters, purple spirit masters.

The momentum is soaring.

"Walk!"

“Enter the front line!”
Chapter completed!