Chapter 480 The Old Nest of Jun Mohuang

After Jun Mohuang finished all this, he looked up at Huandu, the direction where Jun Liyuan was buried.

Father, I have finally avenged you.

Next, it was time for her to avenge herself.

Magic Capital, in Jun Mohuang's mansion.

"You... you stop! This is my lady's house, my lady's things, you are not allowed to mess around!"

Bai Mo looked at this group of noisy people, and smashed the door open without a word, and swarmed in to destroy things, robbing things like a group of robbers.

She and a few servants stayed in Magic Capital this time to deal with this house, but she didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

"Hmph, little girl, get out of the way for me, don't hinder me from grabbing things."

One person rudely pushed Bai Mo away, and hurriedly grabbed the ornaments in the room.

He was trapped by Jun Mohuang with a lot of spirit stones at the Myriad Beasts Gala. When he encountered such a good opportunity, of course he had to get it back at one time.

"You all stop!"

Bai Mo saw that there were fewer and fewer things in the house, and some people even threw some porcelain all over the place, so she couldn't help but feel the pain.

After all, Jun Mohuang's mansion was bought back at a huge price, and there are many good things in it.

For Bai Mo, all these things were earned by Jun Mohuang's hard work of refining medicine, and they must not be taken away by these people.

So she stopped in front of these people again.

"You bitch, go away, your young lady is dead, all these things belong to the old men!"

Someone grabbed Bai Mo's shirt, gave her a slap, and pushed her to the ground.

"You nonsense, my lady is so powerful, she won't die!"

The hard sapphire floor caused Bai Mo to fall into pain. Her forehead touched the corner of the table, and a large lump swelled up.

Even so, Bai Mo still couldn't hear anyone speak ill of Jun Mohuang.

These people are also playboys in the major families, with stubborn temperaments, and they don't put their servants in the eye.

They lost all the spiritual stones in their pockets to Jun Mohuang in the City of Ten Thousand Beasts. Finally, this time, the various patriarchs ordered that Jun Mohuang was dead, so that they could snatch up Jun Mohuang's things with confidence and boldness. A lowly little girl dared to stop them and talk back.

"Damn girl, even if your young lady died, she was burned alive by the magma. The state of death is tragic. What's more, it's just a waste!"

Immediately, someone stepped forward, grabbed Bai Mo's skirt, and slapped her a few times.

"No, I don't believe it! My lady is not a waste either. Keep your mouth clean."

Bai Mo still doesn't believe in the fact that Jun Mohuang died.

"Little bitch, if I don't give you some color, you don't know what your surname is!"

This person became angry, grabbed Bai Mo's hair directly, and kept hitting her head against the corner of the table.

The corners of the table were sharp, but after a few clicks, Bai Mo's forehead was broken and bleeding.

"Come on, Jun Mohuang is a piece of trash!"

As he bumped into it, he forced Bai Mo to admit it.

Bai Mo held back the pain and kept her mouth shut.

Seeing that her mouth was tight, this man made the movements in his hands even more ruthless.

"Do you admit it, Jun Mohuang is a waste!"

Bai Mo gritted her teeth and remained silent.

"Damn, since you are so sincere, go down and accompany Jun Mohuang!"

After dozens of strokes in a row, Bai Mo was knocked out in front of his forehead, leaving a trickle of blood.

She had a splitting headache, was confused, and could faint at any time.

The rest of the people watched gloatingly while robbing things.

This is what Jun Mohuang saw when he returned to his home.