Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Morita Pi Yanzi's eyes narrowed, and his eyes were filled with brilliance.

Yin Qingxuan suddenly felt dizzy and immediately used 50-50.

The next second, she suddenly returned to modern times and saw her grandma in ragged clothes.

She walked staggeringly on the road, dragging a dirty and worn bag filled with mineral water bottles in her hand, with several young men chasing her behind her.

"grandmother!"

Yin Qingxuan screamed.

A young man grabbed my grandma's gray hair and punched and kicked her.

"Old immortal, who asked you to pick up our bottles?"

"No one keeps things that no one wants. It really affects the appearance of the city."

"Hit her."

Several people punched and kicked Sheng Yining's grandmother, and Sheng Yining ran over screaming.

"Get out of here, get out of here, don't touch my grandma."

A gangster grabbed Sheng Yining's neck and kicked her far away.

Seeing her grandma being beaten with blood, Sheng Yining immediately struggled to get up and ran for two steps when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

He has internal strength, and also has the strength and speed of space, how could he be defeated by two ordinary people.

This thought seemed to open up a ray of light in her mind, and Yin Qingxuan suddenly remembered that she was trapped in the Bagua array and it was impossible to have her grandmother.

It must be an illusion!

Thinking of the child's radiant eyes, Yin Qingxuan was shocked again. It is very likely that he also knows eye skills.

As soon as this idea came to mind, everything in front of him suddenly shattered like a mirror, and the person returned to the sword formation.

A long sword flew from a distance and stabbed Yin Qingxuan's shoulder impartially. The bone-piercing pain made her wake up completely.

Everything just now was caused by the pupil technique, which is not true, but the damage suffered in the formation is real.

Five meters in front of her, Morita Piyanzi was standing motionless, with a painful expression on his face.

Hearing Yin Qingxuan's cry of pain, Morita Piyanzi also woke up instantly, with a cold and stern light in his eyes.

"Who are you, and why do you know the magic of phantom children?"

Yin Qingxuan endured the pain on her shoulder and said coldly: "You have no control over who I am. If you are wise, let me out immediately. Otherwise, I will let your blood splatter three feet."

Moritapi Yanzi raised the corner of his mouth.

"You can go out if you want, just leave Fengyiqin to me."

He slowly took a step towards Yin Qingxuan and stretched out his hand.

"Bring it here."

"You think beautifully."

Yin Qingxuan plucked the strings with a clanging sound, and a sound wave flew out from the piano. Morita Piyanzi dodged and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"In my formation, I am God."

He suddenly raised his hand, and there was a harsh friction sound, and the sleeping long swords began to shake again. Before, they were just flying one by one, but now they all roared out, overwhelming the sky, and stabbed Yin Qingxuan.

"Let's see how you block it!"

Yin Qingxuan looked horrified and hurriedly played the song Ten Thousand Swords Shattering Stars.

An idea also flashed in my mind, and I asked sharply: "Are you the one who set up the formation?"

Morita Pi Yanzi dodged the sound wave and came to Yin Qingxuan. He turned his palm and slapped Yin Qingxuan on the chest.

"It's a little clever."

"presumptuous!"

Yin Qingxuan kicked up a flying foot and used the force to retreat. The sword net above her head had already been suppressed.

Yin Qingxuan hurriedly plucked the strings and used her sword energy to knock the long sword away. However, she felt a stinging pain in her ankle. The fallen sword edge had cut a bloody gash, and instantly it turned red again.

Morita Pi Yanzi stood still and said with a sneer: "I just want to see how long you can hold off."