Ouyang Huyan's face twitched when he was shouted at, and he almost got goosebumps. His experience in getting along with him in the past ten days told him that she must be asking for something when she shouted like this, "You should just call me old man."

"That's so disrespectful."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's only when you respect me that I feel terrible..."

"Grandpa Ouyang is so funny." Qu Tan'er smiled lightly.

"..." Well, a certain old man has no sense of humor at all.

The rest of the people didn't have this idea either.

On the contrary, more people agree with Ouyang Huyan.

"Daughter Tan'er, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up."

After hesitating for a while, Qu Tan'er also turned to the topic, the smile on his face faded for a moment, and said seriously: "Since you are here too, please stay in the Mo clan for a few more days and help us take care of some of the injured younger generations of the Mo clan. How about that?

?" At this point, the little face suddenly turned cold, "Chengcheng and I want to take people to Murong's house."

Yes, you must go for a walk.

The soul hunters have recently withdrawn completely for unknown reasons.

She couldn't find anyone in the Mo clan's area. Even so, she couldn't sit still and wait for death. She had to clear away some unstable factors first. She decided to go to Murong's house to rescue Mo Yifeng, but this rescue

You can guess that it won't be that easy.

The Murong family has already hooked up with the soul hunters. This trip will most likely be an arduous battle.

Ouyang Huyan understood what Qu Tan'er meant and agreed directly without refusing.

Then, the next step is to make preparations.

Mo Liancheng has already thought about what to do, so Qu Tan'er can just do it.

So, Mo Liancheng stepped out of the main hall.

The solemn voice spread far and wide, echoing throughout the city!

——"Children of the Black Ink Clan, listen, this king has decided to lead people to conquer the Murong family. Except for the injured tribesmen, old, young, women and children, the rest who are capable of fighting will gather at the training ground with weapons after two hours. Those who are afraid of death.

There’s no need to come over!”

"yes!!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Outside, thousands of shadow guards responded in unison, shocking the world.

Especially the last sentence from Mo Liancheng struck a chord with the Mo clan shadow guards.

Heroes are supposed to die in battle, so why are they afraid of death?

Suddenly, the rustic spirit in the clan rose!

Most of the shadow guards who were busy outside immediately put down their work.

Immediately rush home - prepare.

The rules are strict and the actions are fast.

Qu Tan'er stood quietly next to Mo Liancheng.

She understood that he must be in a bad mood at the moment.

Mo Yifeng is his best friend, but now his life or death is uncertain...

The two of them gave some instructions first, and the Qu clan also decided to follow.

With two hours left, Mo Liancheng asked Qu Tan'er to take him back to Muxiangju.

At the same time, Qu Tan'er gave Jiuyi a few instructions.

Soon, the servants brought in a large bucket of hot water.

"Chengcheng, you must be tired just after you come back. Take a shower first to wash away the dust."

"Yeah." Here, a certain man directly opened his arms.

Qu Tan'er was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, smiled, and stepped forward to undress him.

Soaking in the warm water, Mo Liancheng closed his eyes. A small hand helped him scrub.

And he seemed to have fallen asleep several times...

She felt a little distressed. He didn't say much during this trip to the Eastern Region. But she also knew that it would definitely not be easy. However, he never complained at all, "Chengcheng, the water is cold. Go to the bed and sleep first."

Yes. I'll go get ready for departure."
Chapter completed!