Chapter 1872: Mo Quyi, **** it

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Chapter 1872 Mo Quyi, Damn It
"Will Mo Qingqing be better off?"
"This Mo Quyi is the leader of the Northern Mo heaven?"
Listening to Yinger's remarks, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold chill.
"Yes, this Mo Quyi is abominable!"
"He threatened Miss ..."
It's okay not to talk about Mo Quyi. As soon as Mo Quyi was talked about, Ying'er's heart instantly became angry, and he said everything about Mo Quyi.
"Well, Yinger, the most important thing now is to save your lady!"
After hearing the words, Mo Wentian's look was extremely indifferent.
"Yes, the most important thing is to get the lady out!"
Yinger nodded again and again.
"Ask Brother Tian, ​​this Mo Qingqing is now in the North Motian Realm, let's go quickly!"
Just then, Tianhu looked at Mo Wentian and said softly.
Although Tian Fox saw a sour taste in his heart when he saw Mo Qingqing talking with Mo Wentian, Mo Qingqing was troubled by Tianyi and Motianjie because of them.
Being a man cannot be ungrateful, Sky Fox understands this truth.
"Ok!"
"Let's go to Bei Mo Tianjie now!"
"Yinger, if you are familiar with you, you will lead the way. Let's speed up, and your lady will be safe!"
Listening to Tianhu's words, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a light.
The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Yinger, saying coldly.
"Okay, I'll show the way!"
Wen Yan said that Yinger agreed without hesitation.
Immediately, Yinger's figure flickered and went directly to the direction of the North Motian Realm.
Mo Wentian and others also quickly followed.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
The figures of Mo Wentian and others, when they reappeared, appeared at the gates of Bei Mo Tianjie.
"How is this going?"
"Why is there so much red satin in the city, and who is doing the wedding?"
Just appeared outside the city gate, watching the city lights up, Yinger's heart was full of doubts.
But when Yinger was puzzled, countless arguments came.
"Isn't this the Yinger girl next to the Emperor? The Yinger girl didn't follow the Emperor to go to heaven?"
"The girl Yinger looks very good. I think it is the emperor who is worried that the departure of the girl Yinger will affect his relationship with the Lord of Heaven."
"Emotion? Are you afraid you're teasing me? Don't you know that the Lord of Heaven, who is dependent on Heaven, is an extremely violent person!"
"It's a pity that our emperor daughter, I really don't know why our emperor daughter should marry Yitianlai!"
"Yitianlai has status and identity. The emperor's daughter married him, but it is not a loss!"
...
Each figure looked at Ying'er, and a complex light rose in his eyes.
"What? Our emperor and daughter are married to the heavenly lord, Yitianlai?"
"Who did you hear? How is this possible?"
Listening to this argument, Yinger's figure flickered and disappeared in place.
When she reappeared, Yinger's figure appeared in front of a disciple of Northern Mo Tianjie. Looking at this disciple, Mo Qingqing shouted coldly.
"This is impossible, just now, under our eyes, the Lord of the Realms of Heaven relied on Heaven to hug the Emperor from our North Mo Heaven Realm!"
The man caught by Yinger was a little stunned, returned to God, and said quickly.
That looks very bland.
"boom……"
Listening to the man's words, Ying'er held the man's hand and let go, and the man fell to the ground instantly.
Ying'er's eyes were full of incredibleness, and her body could not help going backwards several steps.
"This ... this is impossible!"
"Miss, you don't say that, you say you won't ..."
Nana whispered in her mouth, the crystal in Yinger's eyes dripped down.
Yinger's fist, at this moment, could not help but clenched, the breath on her body rose rapidly.
"Yinger, who is this lord of heaven who relies on heaven?"
"What realm has this person achieved?"
At this moment, Mo Wen stepped forward, looking at Yinger, and asked coldly.
"This Yitian is a thug, a tyrannical man, and he wants all the women he wants!"
"But when he gets it, that's when the woman dies!"
"Every woman he has ever heard of has heard that only one woman has survived, and the rest have died in his hands!"
Yinger said this, almost gritted.
"Squeak ..."
At this moment, Yinger's fists clenched, and a creaking sound came.
"Boss, this lord who relies on heaven is really different!"
Listening to Yinger's words, Xiao Yan couldn't help but take a breath.
"If you dare to treat Mo Qingqing this way, you must pay him a painful price!"
The cold voice sounded, but Mo Wentian's eyes were full of firmness.
"Mo Wentian, what are you saying?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, Yinger's eyes instantly flashed a very bright light.
"The Emperor never tells lies!"
Do not ask the look of heaven, extremely indifferent.
"What you said is true, but your cultivation is ..."
"It's too bad, you won't be an opponent of Yitian at all!"
"It is rumored that his cultivation has reached the perfection of Tianzun hundreds of thousands of years ago!"
"Now, his cultivation, I'm afraid he has reached the realm of Heavenly Emperor!"
The next moment, Ying Er's eyes looked at Mo Wentian.
When she saw Mo Wentian Xiu, Ying Er's expression faded instantly.
"My cultivation?"
"Yinger, you just need to tell me, where is this heaven?"
"I promise you, your lady, I will bring you back!"
Watching Yinger's change of look, Mo Wentian's heart became firm.
Regardless of the realm that the world-reliant world ’s master, Yi Tianlai, has to reach, he has to go. Mo Qingqing is because of him. He ca n’t let him do things, but let Mo Qingqing pay.
"Bring the lady back?"
"Mo Wentian, you think too simple!"
"Not only is there a strong man in Yitian, there are more than a dozen strong men in heaven alone!"
"Miss, let me save it, this Mo Quyi will leave it to you!"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Yinger's heart was very happy, but Mo Wentian's cultivation was really bad.
In her opinion, letting Mo Wentian go to Yitian to save Mo Qingqing might as well let her go. She had a better chance of saving Mo Qingqing.
But the next moment, thinking of Mo Quyi, Ying Er's eyes raised a terrible sense of murder.
At this moment, the breath on Yinger's body quickly rose sharply.
"Leave Mo Quyi to me?"
"This Mo Quyi is about to be killed?"
Looking at Yinger, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of doubts.