"Mo Yang, do you actually like this kind of life?" Chu Han asked. If it weren't for his father, he wouldn't want to take on the burden of the Ming Shang Sect.
"Huh? I don't know, it seems to have always been like this," Mo Yang said. There are still many things that have not been completed, and even she herself is not clear about it.
Chu Han was confused when he heard this, "Moyang, what agreement did you reach with your father when you first came to Mingshang Sect?"
"Our agreement has been terminated," Mo Yang said. This was not an agreement at all. She was deceived by Ming Wuqian.
"If my tuberculosis is cured, will you leave? I have no relatives. I already regard you as my sister."
Suddenly, Mo Yang frowned and felt a murderous aura approaching from a distance, and the number of people was not small. Are they enemies of the Ming Shang Sect?
Chu Han also felt it, "Someone is approaching!"
Ming Ya came out of the woods with a solemn expression and said, "About thirty people are approaching here."
"Do you know who he is?" Mo Yang said. It's too late to leave now, so he can only deal with it.
Ming Ya was a little worried and said: "It's a gang formed by several small sects in the world."
Ming Yue and Yao Zhihan also looked serious and nervous.
"I don't know their strength, can you deal with them?" Mo Yang said, seeing that Chu Han also had a serious face, it seemed that they were not easy to deal with.
"There are some difficulties." Ming Qing shrugged and answered truthfully, and then said with a playful smile: "My subordinates will protect the leader."
Mo Yang smiled and said, "You seem like you can't even beat Ming Yue?"
Ming Qing was embarrassed and gave a fake smile, "My subordinates are outsmarting, outsmarting"
In an instant, more than thirty people surrounded Mo Yang and others, filled with murderous intent and surrounded by dangers.
Mo Yang frowned and said calmly: "Is something wrong?"
A middle-aged person led by a sanctimonious appearance said: "I hope the Ming Shang Cult will stop meddling in other people's business and let Yao Zhihan hand over the imperial judgment! I can spare you..."
"Don't even think about it!" Yao Zhihan looked angry.
"Hmph, since you don't want to hand it over, I'm going to go get it! I hope the Ming Shang Cult can make it easier." The man cupped his fists and said
"What if I say no?" Mo Yang said, still in a calm tone.
"Then I will kill you too!" One person said fiercely. Ming Wuqian is already dead. He is not afraid of the Ming Shang Sect at all. Moreover, the Ming Shang Sect was defeated in the martial arts conference.
"If you have this ability," Mo Yang said with a faint smile. She hated being pointed at with weapons.
"Hmph, don't blame us for being rude, everyone, come on!" The leader-looking person gave the order and swarmed forward.
Chu Han and others also took action
In an instant, wind and clouds swirled, swords flashed, and white blades met each other.
Mo Yang only watched the battle from the sidelines. For some reason, ever since he came to this time and space, he was afraid but also longed for blood, and it was getting worse. Looking at the bright red blood, the marks on his cheeks burned faintly, and the color seemed to be getting darker...