There seems to be harmony between aristocratic families, but in fact they are just waiting to see others laugh at them.
Mu Qianqian directly used her spiritual power to violently disassemble and tear down the door of the house.
The house was in solid repair, and removing the door not only took a lot of effort, but also caused a lot of noise.
Manager Liu came over after hearing the news and saw the servants lying sparsely on the ground at the door of the courtyard of the third room, all moaning in pain, and the pools of blood around them were shocking to see.
Looking further inside, there was a bed in the yard, and the couple in the third room were lying on the bed. The door of the main room had been torn down by someone, and there was a big hole in the edge of the wall on one side.
Manager Liu: "..." What is this? No one told him about the bandits coming in!
It wasn't until he saw Mu Qianqian that Manager Liu felt his eyes light up: "Miss Seventh? W-what's going on?" He pointed at the mess in the yard and the doorless room, his hands shaking slightly.
Mu Qianqian glanced at them nonchalantly and said with an indifferent expression: "I want to take my parents away. If you don't save my parents, I will go to the elders of the Dan Sect for help."
"Oh, ancestors, who said we won't save your parents?" Manager Liu's eyebrows were beating sharply. Looking at Mu Qianqian with a gloomy expression, he knew that she was serious. "The old master is just angry, how can he really not care about it!"
"Qi Qi?" Mu Qianqian laughed angrily and pointed at the bed. The two people lying there were breathing weakly, as if they would leave in the next moment: "Did he visit my parents these days when they were in coma? Have you ever cared about my parents’ injuries?”
"These people in the yard, I don't know who they were instructed to do, are all chatting and gossiping outside. Where are my parents? No one cares about them. They are breathing a sigh of relief. If there is no elixir, they are drinking the lowest potion. What do you think? Is it Qi?"
Mu Qianqian pointed at the people lying on the ground in a mess, her eyes were red with hatred, and she asked questions through gritted teeth. She looked at Manager Liu, with no other emotions in her eyes, only anger: "You don't have to stop me. If he can be cruel enough to treat my parents like this, there is no need to talk about blood and family ties. What I regret most in my life is Reincarnated into a noble family!"
After saying this, she didn't care what Manager Liu's reaction was. She, Lian Huo Lianyan and others stood at the foot of the bed, lifted it up and walked out.
Manager Liu became anxious as soon as he saw it. What if Mu Qianqian really took the person away?
But now he couldn't forcefully leave a few people behind, so he could only rush to find the old family leader Mu.
Poor old Patriarch Mu had just returned to the courtyard where he was drinking tea. The stool was not warm yet. He had just picked up the tea cup and wanted to take a sip when Manager Liu came. His face was not very good.
"The head of the family."
"Hmm. What's going on? Xiaoqi is making a fuss?" Old Patriarch Mu knew that Mu Qianqian cared about her parents, so she would definitely make a fuss. She had been mentally prepared for it, and said calmly: "The one I got a few days ago Send the hairpin to her, and tell her that it can withstand the full blow of Nascent Soul Dzogchen."
After saying that, he took a leisurely sip of tea?
Manager Liu looked at the heads of the surrounding families with embarrassed expressions.
This family's ugliness cannot be publicized, and with so many people watching, it's hard for him to spread the word.
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Patriarch Mu frowned: "What did she do?"
His yard was some distance away from the courtyard of the third room, and the path was opposite to the courtyard of the third room, so he didn't hear the noise that Mu Qianqian made.
"Tell me what she did."
"Master, the condition of the third master and the third wife is not very good. I'm afraid... they are going to die soon."
"What did you say?" Patriarch Mu threw down the cup and walked out in a hurry, without even leaving a word of greeting this time.
Mu Qianqian and others had already carried the big bed and were approaching the entrance of Mu's house.
"Mu Qianqian! What are you doing!" Patriarch Mu came over and saw this scene, and was so angry that he almost vomited blood. "What do you mean? You want to take your parents away from the Mu family?"
"If you think so, it's not impossible." Mu Qianqian paused, turned around and looked at him calmly: "Anyway, to you, my father is just an abandoned son, but even if he is an abandoned son, he is Your biological child. Patriarch Mu, please be noble, let my parents go, and give them a way to survive."
After saying that, Mu Qianqian knelt down to Patriarch Mu in front of everyone and kowtowed heavily.
Her emotions were no longer as exciting as they were at the beginning, and the hatred in her eyes had also receded. She looked at Patriarch Mu as if she were an insignificant stranger.
This kneeling directly suppressed the anger and curses in the old family master Mu's heart before he could speak out. For the first time, confusion appeared in his old eyes.
What could be more unreasonable to him than his own granddaughter kneeling down to beg him to leave a way for his own son and daughter-in-law to live?
Can blood and family ties be broken off at the drop of a hat?
Patriarch Mu looked at Mu Qianqian. She was still kneeling in that posture without raising her head. That posture was extremely humble.
Looking at his youngest son and daughter-in-law lying on the bed, his heart trembled.
I was about to think about why they were like this, but my head suddenly hurt.
Shu Jue saw that his eyebrows suddenly furrowed into "Sichuan". He stretched out his hand to rub it, and then put his hand down. The confusion in his eyes disappeared, leaving only indifference and cruelty.
He said in a condescending tone: "It is entirely their own fault that they are like this! Mu Qianqian, I will give you one last chance. You can leave, but you can't take the person away! As for you, you have not grown up in Mu's family since you were a child, and How are we different from those wild children outside? If you want to leave, leave quickly!"
He looked at his granddaughter who was leaning down low, his eyes full of arrogance and contempt, as if he was looking at something dirty.
"Ha..." Mu Qianqian stood up nonchalantly, brushed off the dust marks on her knees, and looked at him without fear: "I don't care whether you recognize me or not. As you said, for a person I haven't seen since childhood, My grandfather has never cared for or cared for me, and I completely pretend that he doesn’t exist. But my parents, I will definitely take them away today, Patriarch Mu, you can’t stop me."
As soon as Lian Huo thought, a huge black bird appeared in the sky above the Mu family. Its flaming red hair instantly attracted everyone's attention. It even stretched its neck and screamed loudly. Far away, those who lived far away and those who lived close came out to see it.
The heads of the family who were still drinking tea at the back almost stopped sitting when they heard the cry, and their eyes almost popped out when they saw the firebird appearing in the sky.
Darling, with this body shape, this hair, this aura...it's at least an eighth-level monster!
What is that old boy Mu Xuanwu doing? Doesn’t it mean that he went to settle it when his granddaughter caused trouble?
How can you settle such a trivial matter and still bring out an eighth-level monster?
"Mu Qianqian, do you think an eighth-level monster can deal with the Mu family?" Mu Xuanwu sneered, looking at Mu Qianqian with murderous intent in his eyes.
