Chapter 807 Don't let mother be bullied by bad guys
Chapter 807 I can’t let my mother be bullied by bad people.
Bishuirou swallowed hard, took a few steps back in panic, clutched her husband's sleeves tightly, looked at several middle-aged men and old men worriedly, and said anxiously: "Everyone, what should we do?"
The middle-aged man with a scar on his face frowned and cursed in a low voice: "Feng Jun is so careless. He deserves to die. He can just die by himself. What a shame he drags us into this!"
"My old uncle is a famous general in Beizhou. We have gone through all the trouble to assassinate him. Isn't it a waste of effort and making us smell bad?" the young sect leader said displeasedly.
The scarred man narrowed his eyes and glanced at Wu Youdao, "Being able to become a beggar and become the master of Guiyue Palace is indeed very clever, but we can't just sit back and wait for death. We must prove our innocence, and behind us is
The power of the two major sects, Qingyuan Sect and Sinful Sect, is enough for them to be afraid of."
"It's really not possible. I still have the life-saving things on me that my father told me before I left!" said the young master.
Hearing this, Bi Shuirou glanced down, still feeling a little nervous.
She looked at the three thousand black-armored soldiers and Ye Chuyue, whose clothes were stained with blood, and vaguely felt that things would never end so easily.
The young master narrowed his eyes and looked down at the guard kneeling beside Feng Jun.
"Dog slave!"
The young sect leader shouted angrily: "How can you blaspheme the Qingyuan Sect and the Guilty Sect with just one word? I hope the Emperor will see clearly that the two sects were not involved in what happened today!"
Ye Mohan held Xiaobao in his arms and stood in the long wind. When he slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of secretive purple eyes, the young master instantly felt like he was being strangled, and an endless chill spread all over his body, as if
Wandering before the gate of hell.
"Where is the Black Armored Army?" Ye Mohan asked calmly.
Tan Zong led the black-armored troops and all clasped their fists and bent down, "My subordinates are here!"
"Seal the attic and investigate the matter thoroughly. If the conviction is confirmed, all of them... will be killed without mercy!"
Ye Mohan blocked Xiaobao's ears with his true energy and raised his hand to cover Xiaobao's eyes.
Three thousand blood mists scattered one after another, spreading out from his tall body like a demon.
As if in an instant, the entire Guiyue Palace fell into the depths of hell.
Bishuirou and others in the attic seating area were stunned.
The direct descendants of the two major sects were here, and Ye Mohan didn't feel even the slightest bit afraid!
"Emperor Daddy."
Xiaobao, who was trapped in a quiet world, suddenly spoke sweetly and softly.
"Um."
The man's voice was slightly hoarse and deep, as if he was suppressing thousands of killings and violence!
The child can hear the father's voice.
"We can't let my mother be bullied by bad people in vain~"
Xiaobao said it in a sweet voice, and his tone was full of innocence.
But as a father, Ye Mohan seemed to feel the undercurrent surging under the gentleness, and was filled with suppressed rage.
Under Ye Mohan's big palm, Xiaobao smiled, revealing his snow-white little tiger teeth.
But at this moment, the black-armored guards in black robes swarmed in like a gust of wind, completely surrounding the attic.
It seems that not even a fly can fly out.
Chu Yue turned her head and looked sideways at the father and son who looked exactly alike.
She smiled faintly, opened her slender legs, and walked up to the attic.
"Miss Ye?" Tan Zong said worriedly, "Just leave this matter to me and wait. Miss Ye is seriously injured and should not move around."
"It's a small injury, it doesn't matter." Chu Yue's voice was very calm, and she never frowned from beginning to end.
Tan Zong and the black-armored guards couldn't help but look at the several deep wounds on Chu Yue's body, and they all became silent.
Do you think this is a small injury after the emotional realm?
Tan Zong suddenly developed some good feelings, and the narrow prejudices he once had completely disappeared.
He bent down and raised his hand, making a "please" gesture.
Chu Yue walked into the attic, but behind her there was a rumble of the earth shaking.
Tan Zong looked over doubtfully.
Behind the girl, ferocious beasts were going berserk, chasing Chu Yue crazily.
The ferocious posture and the ferocious mouth were as if even an adult warrior could fit a ferocious beast between his teeth.
"Miss Ye, be careful!" Wu Youdao shouted in shock.
Even the Twelve Guardians were worried.
Tan Zong pulled out his weapon, looked at these ferocious beasts with vigilance, and roared in a low voice: "Kill the ones who offend the territory!"
And the young people from the Tru Clan who followed Ye Mohan wanted to rush to protect Chu Yue.
The moment Tan Zong was about to draw the sword, a small hand stained with blood patted his shoulder.
"Don't worry, Miss Ye, as long as I'm waiting, these animals can't bully you." Tan Zong defended.
Chu Yue's eyes trembled slightly, and she was stunned for a moment, then walked around Tan Zong and came to the front of a group of ferocious beasts.
Tan Zong frowned, and the other black-armored soldiers were also puzzled. They didn't understand why Duan Duan suddenly couldn't think about it anymore.
The next moment, they were shocked.
But instead of biting Chu Yue, the ferocious beasts gathered around Chu Yue happily.
Chu Yue stretched out her hand, gently touched the head of one of the ferocious wolves, and said softly: "Wait for me."