It's okay to have a higher status in the family, but if it's lower and your fighting spirit is abolished, it means that you no longer have any foothold in this world.
Without fighting spirit, what's the use?
Mu Hanyue has long understood this.
Everyone in Class 7 also understands.
They have all experienced it before, so no one understands it better than them.
The wailing and painful sounds, one after another, were unbearable to watch.
Several groups of people tried to force their way in, but were pushed back by the white barrier.
No matter how they strengthen their attack power or raise their attack to the highest level, the result remains the same without any change.
The white barrier has no damage and is as strong as ever. It seems to be a natural barrier, surrounding the members of Class 7 and Class 2, and no one can enter.
From the beginning to the end, Mu Hanyue just watched all this with cold eyes, watching the people in the second class being eliminated one after another, with no change in her eyes, which were cold.
Mu Peiyun collapsed on the ground, watching Zizhu walking towards her, a hint of panic and fear gradually rose in her pupils, and shook her head: "Don't... don't..."
He held his head in pain with both hands, held his body together, and made a painful sound in his mouth: "No, you can't destroy me..."
She doesn’t want it, she doesn’t want to be a waste, she doesn’t want it!
You will die that way, you will definitely die!
Scorned by the world, scorned by the family, abandoned by relatives...
Thinking of these, she felt terrible.
Zizhu had already come to Mu Peiyun's side, stopped and chuckled: "Don't you dare to look at me?"
She knew what she was afraid of.
I sneered in my heart, I was really cowardly and afraid of death.
Mu Peiyun suddenly raised her head, with a flash of anger and evil in her eyes: "You little bitch, you can't destroy me, I am the second young lady of Mu Mansion."
"What does it have to do with me?" Zizhu couldn't help but feel funny. Before Mu Peiyun could say anything, the figure had already stepped forward again. A green fighting spirit appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and was about to hit Mu Peiyun.
However, Mu Shengtian's furious voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Stop!"
Zizhu's hand paused slightly, not because he was afraid of Mu Shengtian, but instead turned to look at Mu Hanyue on the second floor.
Mu Hanyue waved her hand, signaling her to put down Mu Peiyun first.
Zizhu nodded and stepped back.
"Mu Hanyue, do you still know your last name?" Mu Shengtian gritted his teeth and looked at Mu Hanyue, his eyes full of evil and extremely angry, as if he was hurt and angry at Mu Hanyue's actions.
"You've already said it, do you still need me to say it?" Mu Hanyue sneered.
"Now that you know it, you shouldn't do such a treasonous thing. What are you doing now? Kill my sister!"
"Is it only the first day that you knew that I was killing my sister?" The indifferent words passed lightly into Mu Shengtian's ears.
I was already angry, but now I am even more angry!
"Presumptuous!" He shouted loudly, his eyes completely sank, and he clenched his fists tightly.
In the eyes of outsiders, he was so angry with Mu Hanyue and angry because of what happened to Mu Peiyun.
Indeed, he was angry because of Mu Hanyue, but the latter did not account for a large proportion.
On the day of the competition, Mu Shiying acted crazy and finally blew herself up. Mu Shengtian didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.