Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Then what on earth do you want to do?" the young man who shouted to avenge his father asked loudly.

"I want someone."

As Mo Yu said, his black eyes swept the crowd at the entrance of the hall, but he did not see the target person.

VIP?

Everyone was puzzled.

The young man took the opportunity: "Who?"

"Princess Cat Demon."

Mo Yu was also wondering, the Lord was so eager to come back, and he was making such a big battle, and he asked Zuo Yan to distract some of the fierce cat demon clan, and he came to ask someone in person. What kind of grudges did he have with this princess demon cat?

Need to do this.

"What? A little princess?"

Elder Li was furious: "Your demons simply deceive people too much."

Mo Yu's words drew anger from the crowd.

"Don't force us to do it, otherwise you can't afford the consequences."

Mo Yu didn't want to bother with them. Today's trouble is bound to attract the attention of the fairy world. If the old guys in the fairy world know that the Lord is not dead, it will be troublesome.

"The big deal is death."

"Yes, the big deal is death."

"If you want our princess, step over our corpse and say it."

Mo Yu didn't expect these cat monsters to be so united.

This can be difficult.

After all, they really didn't want to fight against anyone, let alone kill the innocent.

And the lord has ordered twice, not to hurt them.

"Whether you protect one person or protect one clan, you have to think clearly. Even if you don't pay someone, when you kill you all, your princess still won't fall into our hands, so I advise you not to make unnecessary sacrifices." Mo Yu The tone was threatening and oppressive.

"Say crazy words, devil, die."

Elder Li couldn't bear it, so he flew up, and the powerful demon energy forced Mo Yu away.

Mo Yu frowned slightly, followed the flying body, the majestic demonic energy pouring out, with a destructive aura and approaching Elder Li.

The two directly fought in midair.

Hundreds of tricks passed in just ten seconds.

The people outside the hall underneath watched the battle nervously, but could only see two vague figures.

Elder Li, who was injured in the previous battle, was Mo Yu's opponent. After a few hundred moves, he was clearly defeated and Mo Yu was completely suppressed.

Mo Yu didn't want to hurt him, but they wouldn't be afraid if they didn't want to be ruthless, so they beat Elder Li with one palm.

Elder Li spouted blood, and fell straight down like a kite with a broken body.

"Elder Li."

"Elder Li."

The first few people rushed forward, and fell to the ground, helping Elder Li who vomited blood.

Seeing Mo Yu floating lightly not far in front of them, several people were furious and rushed directly.

"We fought with you."

Mo Yu raised his hand and knocked out several people without any further effort.

After closing his hand, he spoke again:

"I'll say it again, hand over the people, and you Cat Demon Race will be safe."

"We all go together to avenge our dead people." The young man said angrily.

Others were ready to rush to the fight to the death.

An old but majestic voice sounded behind him: "Get back."

Everyone turned their heads, and then backed away one after another, yielding a way.

The patriarch followed out.

In the center of the main hall tens of meters behind the patriarch, two large red figures are particularly eye-catching.

It is Wen Xiaoai and Ye Qi.

A fierce gaze passed through the three guardians and thirteen flags in front of him, and looked straight at the delicate red figure in the hall.

His eyes fell on Ye Qi's hand holding Wen Xiaoai's wrist...

Cold eyes