Qinglong glanced sideways at him with a pair of dragon eyes, his eyes flashing with disdain!

roar!

A dragon roar came from Qinglong's mouth again.

The momentum is overwhelming!

Caught off guard, the shock caused Mr. Wu's eardrums to burst.

Both ears are throbbing and painful!

Qinglong pushed against him without any intention of letting go.

Old Monster Wu felt a little uneasy.

This dragon is not friendly to him, and seems to be somewhat hostile!

below.

Everyone in the Mo clan raised their heads collectively.

Even though Qinglong could no longer see his shadow, they still kept raising their heads and staring at the sky.

That dragon is so majestic!

That old monster Wu was also unlucky. He was pushed up to the sky by the blue dragon, and nothing good could happen to him.

Patriarch Mo's eyes widened in astonishment.

Qinglong came so suddenly that he was not even mentally prepared.

Looking at his clansmen again, Patriarch Mo felt deeply pleased.

Even if he is not here, the family is still well taken care of by his son and daughter-in-law.

Hidden in the darkness before, he saw the unity and cooperation of the clansmen!

Don’t be afraid in the face of danger and be relaxed!

very good!

"Old Patriarch, that dragon is here to help us!" A tribesman opened his mouth and couldn't help but say.

This is such a coincidence!

It was completely done by pinching it.

Patriarch Mo's silver-gray eyes glanced in Mo Yan's direction.

"Yes, you are indeed here to help us." What a good boy, he kept silent and actually made a contract with such a big guy.

Even his grandfather kept it secret.

Patriarch Mo was both happy and sad.

How much growth has I missed in my grandson...

It's not that he refused to tell his grandfather, but that he never had the chance.

During these years of traveling abroad, Yan'er has grown up unknowingly and become more sensible!

I have the strength to protect this home!

"That's great, this dragon is destined to be our Black Ink Clan at first glance!"

"Perhaps Old Monster Wu is so notorious that even dragons dislike him!"

"What will Qinglong do to Old Monster Wu?"

…

The tribesmen spoke one after another, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.

As for the remaining members of the Wu family, there is nothing to fear!

Yesi Huang looked at those tribesmen helplessly.

What's the fate...

This dragon is originally the personal pet of their young master!!!

Wu Kezhi felt uneasy and full of worries.

How is your father?

Are you okay?

Where is the dragon taking my father?

I don’t know…

When he withdrew his gaze and glanced at the Wu family on the field, his figure trembled, his face full of heartache and despair.

There are various corpses on the ground, dead and injured. The remaining tribesmen standing are slow to move, and their combat effectiveness has been greatly weakened!

Wu Kezhi gritted his teeth, his fat face twisted and ferocious.

regret……

If I had known this, why bother in the first place!

He just wished that time could go back to this morning!

He would never be so impulsive if he knew that bringing people to the Mo family would lead to such a situation...

Fifty-five profound levels, nearly half of which were lost...

Those below the Xuan level are just like fools, their minds are dull.

Mo family, good method!

Wu Kezhi walked towards Mei Qing'er in a panic step by step.

Mei Qing'er, who was lying on the ground with big characters, was breathing weakly...

One of the eyeballs was pecked out by Xiao Huang, leaving an empty hole of blood. The other eye's gaze was distracted...

Qinger!

Wu Kezhi knelt down in front of Mei Qing'er, trembling with one hand, trying to touch his wife's face.

Mei Qing'er, who was lying on the ground, jerked violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her mouth.

What a coincidence, it happened to spray on Wu Kezhi's plump face

Wu Kezhi didn't dislike it at all, wiped the blood from his face, and quickly leaned down to check his wife's injury.

After spraying out a mouthful of blood, Mei Qing'er completely died, leaving only one eye left to die with!

"Qing'er, it's me, I'm Kezhi, go home, I'll take you home right now!" Wu Kezhi's fat body was shaking uncontrollably.

His expression seemed quite calm, but his trembling hands betrayed him.

He almost knelt in front of Mei Qing'er, one hand reaching down from his waist, and the other hand passing through his knees...

The whole place was silent.

Everyone in the Black Ink Clan did not beat up the drowned dog!

He looked at Wu Kezhi and his wife lightly.

Mei Qing'er on the ground is dead!

Although Wu Kezhi was a bit ruthless, he really had nothing to say to his wife.

It's a pity that the couple were a bit arrogant, otherwise they wouldn't be in this situation.

Wu Kezhi hugged his wife and put her entire weight on his lap, while he himself remained kneeling on the ground.

He suddenly lowered his head and buried his head into his wife's blood-stained neck...

A suppressed, low sobbing sound came...

Wu Kezhi's body like a mountain kept trembling, and he cried so sadly.

Gone!

The only wife in the world who cared about him and understood him is gone!

From then on, he was no different from a loner.

Everyone in the Wu family pursed their lips, with sadness and discomfort suppressed in their eyes.

This was the first time they saw the head of the family crying so sadly.

His back was desolate and helpless, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

Everyone in the Mo clan was indifferent, with cold faces throughout the whole process.

Who is to blame for Mei Qing'er's death?

Didn't they bring it upon themselves to infringe upon their Black Ink Clan first, so would they end up like this?

Won't!
To be continued...