Chapter 88: Find the abuser

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several aristocratic children suddenly became cold, and regardless of the threat of the occasion, they said: "Fatty Shao, I think you are impatient with life? In the presence of His Majesty the Holy King and His Majesty the Emperor, come to a fair duel with me?"
The person who spoke was already the pinnacle of the Orange Realm, and it was a breeze to deal with Fatty Shao in the Red Realm.
Moreover, above the ring, life and death are fateful.
He made it clear that he wanted to take Fatty Shao's life.
"You think I dare not!"
"Fatty."
Mu Qingge's timely exit prevented Fatty Shao's impulse to die.
She wanted to stay out of the matter, but she couldn't let Fatty Shao get involved because of herself.
Slowly getting up, she gave the wine glass she was playing with in her mouth, the red robe floated, the ink was light, and she was inexhaustibly romantic.
After drinking the wine in the glass, Mu Qingge tossed the wine glass back at will under the eyes of everyone, and said to the aloof Si Mo: "Can't you go?"
As soon as these words were said, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
I was afraid that her words were rude and dull and dull, which angered His Majesty the Holy King and affected the entire Qin State.
"Mu Qingge, what status are you? How dare to speak to His Majesty the Holy King like this?"
"Bold! Mu Qingge, don't you kneel down and apologize to His Majesty the Holy King?"
"I said, are you all enough?" Mu Qingge was extremely cold, and the extremely slow voice suddenly covered everything.
The audience was silent suddenly, and almost everyone looked at her in shock, as if she was dying. Even Mu Xiong and Mu Lianrong looked anxious, and Qin Yiyao, who was sitting in the royal seat, flashed a trace of worry in his eyes.
There was only one person with a smile in his eyes.
That is Si Mo sitting high up.
Mu Qingge's cold and bottomed eyes looked around lightly, and the sneer raised at the corners of his mouth became stronger and stronger: "It's just a group of honest people, what right do you have to call me? Yes, I've beaten people in the street, how about it? Compared to just dare For those who play black hands in the dark, it can be considered open and upright? What if I wander around the flower street? It's just listening to the music and enjoying the dance. I respect Sister Yao, even if I take advantage of it, I still pay. Money. Unlike some people, who seem to be gentlemen on the surface, they rob civilian girls in secret and bully the maidservants in the palace. Before the crown, there are a lot of bed-warming girls who are in estrus everywhere like a stallion. I can’t practice. , But His Majesty the Holy King just likes it. It’s about you idlers? Hide those envy, jealousy and hate for the Lord, don’t let the Lord see it. Otherwise, see once, this Lord Lord stepped on it. Want to form a group Come up to find the abuser, Lord Sir will accompany you to the end!"
After finishing speaking, ignore the horrified expressions of everyone around. She flew at Si Mo on the high platform with a slap in the eye: "You can't leave!"
The presumptuous words and wild expressions almost made everyone pee.
Si Mo raised the corner of his mouth, and the little man in red seemed to please him with an angry look. The tall figure flashed, and he had disappeared into everyone's sight with Mu Qingge.
Only the dumbfounded crowd was left.
I'm afraid, no one would have thought that Mu's trash dude would dare to say such a rebellious thing.
The most important thing is that, instead of angering His Majesty the Holy King, he asked His Majesty to take him away?
Looking at the empty white jade dragon chair, the audience was silent.
The awe-inspiring dragon and leopard also disappeared, seeming to turn into a breeze.
Suddenly, in the darkness behind the white jade dragon chair, a long and thin figure walked out. He was completely dark, holding a sword in his arms, his face looked like frost and expressionless.
He walked out slowly, condescendingly, staring at everyone. In the end, his eyes fell on Mu Xiong.
"Grandpa Mu, my master asked me to tell me that Little Sir Alex will return home by himself later, so you don't have to worry about it." Gu Ya said coldly.
In my heart, but depressed and hard to calm down.
In the world, there is actually someone who can make his master think about the aftermath?
If those people were to be notified of what happened here, it would probably cause a lot of shaking and shock the eyes of countless people.
Mu Xiong, who was named, suddenly mixed emotions in his heart. But respectfully clasping his fists and saluting, it is a thank you for Gu Ya's report.
Attaching to power is contrary to the arrogance of the Mu family.
However, Mu Qingge was able to get the favor of His Majesty the Holy King, but he was relieved. It seemed that even if one day he could no longer protect the only grandson of blood, he would not be slaughtered like a fish.