Chapter 1872 Mo Quyi, Damn It

"Won't it make Mo Qingqing feel better?"

"Is this Mo Quyi the leader of the Beimo Heaven Realm?"

Hearing Yinger's words, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light.

"That's right, this Mo Quyi is hateful!"

"He threatened Miss..."

It's okay not to mention Mo Quyi, but when he mentioned Mo Quyi, Ying'er became angry in an instant, and told everything about Mo Quyi at once.

"Alright, Ying'er, the most important thing now is to save your young lady!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.

"That's right, the most important thing is that Miss Jiang will come out!"

Yinger nodded repeatedly.

"Brother Wentian, this Mo Qingqing is now in Beimo Heaven Realm, let's go there quickly!"

And at this moment, Tianhu looked at Mo Wentian and said softly.

Although Tianhu felt a bitter taste in his heart when he saw Mo Qingqing talking with Mo Wentian, after all, Mo Qingqing was troubled by Yitianjie and Mo Tianjie because of them.

One cannot be ungrateful, and Tianhu knows this truth well.

"Um!"

"Let's go to Beimo Heaven Realm now!"

"Ying'er, lead the way if you are familiar with her. Let's hurry up, and your lady will be more safe!"

Hearing Tianhu's words, a gleam flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.

The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on Ying'er, and he said coldly.

"Okay, I'll lead the way!"

Hearing this, Ying'er agreed without any hesitation.

Immediately, Ying'er's figure flashed, and she went directly towards Beimo Heaven Realm.

And Mo Wentian and the others quickly followed.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

When the figures of Mo Wentian and others reappeared, they had already appeared at the city gate of Beimo Tianjie.

"How is this going?"

"Why are there so many red silks and satins in the city? Is this someone's wedding?"

Just appeared outside the city gate, looking at the lights and festoons in the city, Ying'er was full of doubts in her heart.

But just when Yinger was puzzled, countless voices of discussion came.

"Isn't this Miss Ying'er next to the emperor? Miss Ying'er didn't follow the emperor to Yitian Realm?"

"Ms. Ying'er looks very good. I think the emperor is worried that the absence of Ms. Ying'er will affect his relationship with Yitianlai Realm Lord?"

"Emotions? Are you kidding me? Don't you know that Yitianjie Yitian, the master of Yitianjie, is an extremely violent person!"

"It's such a pity for our emperor daughter, I really don't know why our emperor daughter married Yitian!"

"Yitian has status and status, so it's not a loss for the emperor to marry him!"

...

A series of figures looked at Ying'er, with complicated glints in their eyes.

"What? Our emperor is married to Yitianlai, the lord of Yitian Realm?"

"Who did you listen to? How is this possible?"

Hearing these discussions, Yinger's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When she reappeared, Ying'er's figure appeared in front of a disciple from Beimo Heaven Realm. Looking at this disciple, Mo Qingqing shouted coldly.

"It's impossible. Just now, under the watchful eyes of all of us, Yitian, the lord of Yitian Realm, came and left our Beimo Heaven Realm with his empress in his arms!"

The man caught by Ying'er was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said hastily.

That appearance seems to be very ordinary.

"boom……"

Hearing the man's words, Ying'er let go of the man's hand, and the man fell to the ground in an instant.

Ying'er's eyes were full of disbelief, and her body couldn't help but took several steps backwards.

"This... this is impossible!"

"Miss, that's not what you said, you said you wouldn't..."

Muttering to herself, Ying'er's eyes dripped with sparkle.

At this moment, Ying'er's fist couldn't help but clenched tightly, and the aura on her body rose rapidly.

"Ying'er, who is Yitianlai, the world lord of Yitian Realm?"

"What realm has this person's cultivation reached?"

And at this moment, Mo Wentian took a step forward, looked at Yinger, and asked in a cold voice.

"This Yitian is a thug and a tyrant. He wants to get any woman he wants!"

"But once he gets it, that's when the woman dies!"

"Of all the women he has ever obtained, I heard that only one woman survived in history, and the rest died tragically at his hands!"

When Yinger said this, she almost gritted her teeth.

"Squeak..."

At this moment, Ying'er's fists clenched tightly, and there was a creaking sound.

"Boss, this world lord of Yitian Realm is really different!"

Hearing Ying'er's words, Xiao Jiao couldn't help but gasped and said.

"If the world lord of the Yitian Realm dares to treat Mo Qingqing like this, I will make him pay a terrible price!"

A cold voice sounded, but Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.

"Mo Wentian, is what you said true?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Ying'er's eyes instantly lit up with an incomparably bright light.

"This emperor never tells lies!"

Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent.

"What you said is true, but your cultivation..."

"It's too bad, you won't be Yitianlai's opponent at all!"

"It is rumored that his cultivation has reached the perfection of Tianzun hundreds of thousands of years ago!"

"Now, his cultivation has probably reached the realm of the Emperor of Heaven!"

The next moment, Yinger's eyes looked at Mo Wentian.

When she saw Mo Wentian's cultivation, Ying'er's expression dimmed instantly.

"My cultivation?"

"Ying'er, you just need to tell me, where is Yitian Realm?"

"I promise you, your miss, I will definitely bring it back for you!"

Seeing the change in Yinger's expression, Mo Wentian's heart became firm.

No matter what cultivation level Yitianlai, the leader of Yitian Realm, has reached, he will go there. Mo Qingqing is doing this because of him. He can't let him do what he does, but let Mo Qingqing pay for it.

"Bring Miss back?"

"Mo Wentian, your thinking is too simple!"

"In the world of Yitian, there is not only one strong man from Yitian, but there are more than a dozen strong men who are perfect in Tianzun!"

"Miss, let me save it. I'll leave Mo Quyi to you!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Ying'er was very happy, but Mo Wentian's cultivation was really bad.

In her opinion, it is better to let Mo Wentian go to Yitian to save Mo Qingqing than to let her go, the chance of her winning Mo Qingqing is better.

But the next moment, thinking of Mo Quyi, Ying'er's eyes rose with a terrifying killing intent.

At this moment, the aura on Ying'er's body rose rapidly.

"Give Mo Quyi to me?"

"This Mo Quyi, do you want to kill him?"

Looking at Ying'er, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of doubts.