Yun Wan'er pricked up her ears and wanted to hear more.

However, Mu Yuanhong was very silent and did not respond.

Yun Qiubai only said one sentence and stopped talking. She just cried. Mu Yuanhong hugged her and let her cry and scold her.

Yun Wan'er had to tentatively say: "Dad, do you have any difficulties? Maybe tell Wushuang's sister that her sister will not be so inhumane."

"Wan'er, this is not what you should ask." Mu Yuanhong said expressionlessly.

Yun Wan'er's face froze and lowered her head and said, "Yes, Dad, Wan'er won't ask anymore, Wan'er just cares about you."

Sure enough, something was hidden. I don’t know what the secret was. Yun Wan’er felt like something was scratching her heart, and she wanted to know what they couldn’t say.

Yun Qiubai wiped his tears and walked towards the crowd. She wanted to see her daughter and son's competition. He didn't want these children, she wanted them herself.

"Qiu Niang, don't be angry, what I said just now is just angry words." Mu Yuanhong followed.

How could he really not recognize his children? They are the lifeblood of him and Qiu Niang. Even if they do not forgive themselves, they will not be able to think that they do not exist.

Yun Wan'er tucked the veil tightly and followed reluctantly.

"Tsk, isn't that Wu Ming, the prince of the fox clan? He actually appeared!"

"Why did the prince of the fox clan who has gone without a trace appear here?"

Someone was talking ahead.

Yun Wan'er looked up and saw only a strange-looking man. His seductive peach-blue eyes were particularly eye-catching, and he had ice-blue eyes, which made people feel that he was different from people in the world.

Is this the prince of the fox clan?

It's true that it's well-known!

But what Yun Wan'er couldn't understand was why the prince of the fox clan was with Mu Wushuang and the others?

Why are all amazing people related to Mu Wushuang!

At this time, many disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect were extremely surprised. In the past, Wu Ming's eyes were black. They just thought that this outer sect was very evil and strict. They never thought that he was the famous prince of the fox clan!

But now looking at Wu Ming's eyes, in this world, only the eyes of the fox prince are ice blue!

The prince of the fox clan actually preached a disciple of the outer sect of the Qingyun Sword Sect. I'm afraid no one can believe this!

But this is true, each of them has been taught by Wuming!

This is too shocking!

"Why are you here?" Mu Wushuang asked curiously.

Wu Ming usually doesn't go out, let alone watch the sect competition. This time, I don't know what kind of wind blows him over, and it's so high-profile.

"This is within the territory of the demon clan. I will personally cheer you up." Wu Ming's peach blossom eyes were filled with smiles, like a hundred flowers blooming.

Long Moshen stood between the two without expression.

Xiao Xuanxi asked anxiously: "Uncle Fox, where is Ali?"

When they went out, they entrusted Ali to Uncle Fox, but Uncle Fox did not bring Ali over.

"Yaoqing is serving him." Wu Ming said.

This is the demon clan, so it is impossible for him to bring the little fox here to avoid any trouble.

Mu Wushuang pursed her lips and chuckled. The little fox liked to make trouble with Yaoqing, jumping around on bottles and jars, and Yaoqing had a headache.

Xiao Xuanxi felt relieved and started chatting with his uncle fox again.

Not long after, almost all the disciples of the sects who came to participate in the competition arrived. Mu Wushuang parents his son, kisses the emperor's uncle, and then takes his beautiful brother Cangyang and the others down.

Long Moshen's heart suddenly beated violently, and his face became even colder.

The time has come, and the one who presided over the third-rate sect competition was the great elder of the Helian family, named Helianxing, and was a well-known figure in the Helian family. Many people did not expect that even the great elder of the Helian family would be dispatched in the third-rate sect competition.

“A little strange.”

Wu Ming frowned and said.

Long Moshen glanced at him and then looked back at Wushuang's body.

Wu Ming is a cunning fox, and he can feel strange, which shows that his uneasiness is likely...

His eyes became colder.

At this time, the Great Elder of Helian announced the content of the competition:

"This third-rate sect competition requires the disciples of each sect to enter the Blood Moon Mountains to hunt monsters. The time is three days. Which sect will first hunt a hundred demon cores of seventh-level monsters, and return here first, and the ranking will be the highest!"

"What?"

As soon as this was said, countless people were furious and suspected that they had heard it wrong.

A competition like this that compares who gets more demon cores is a method often used by the fifth and sixth sects, but the third-rate sects compare their comprehensive strength, and the content of the competition is often much more complicated, and they also have to be divided into the preliminary round and the rematch.

But the Great Elder Helian actually announced such simple rules of the competition, which surprised many people.

In competitions like this, many inauthentic sects will specifically rob other sects, and there is no fairness at all.

That's why this is beyond everyone's expectations.

"There is a demon if it is abnormal."

Wu Ming looked at Long Moshen and said.

Long Moshen looked at Shuang'er, who was also frowning below, his eyes were cold.

He had to let her participate in the competition. She had paid too much for the promotion of the sect. It was not easy to get to this point. Even if there was danger, her personality would have gone to the fore.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of myself."

Mu Wushuang used the jade slip to send a message to the man who had been watching her.

"Low, everyone takes a flying spirit weapon to the Blood Moon Mountains."

The Great Elder Helian whispered loudly, and at the same time, more than a dozen medium-sized flying spirit weapons fell into the square.

Someone guided disciples from various sects to fly on the spiritual weapon. Mu Wushuang noticed that several eyes fell on her.

Her heart sank, it seemed that someone was targeting her.

She asked her beautiful brother Cangyang and others to get on the flying spirit weapon first. When they all got on, she suddenly moved and went to another fake flying spirit weapon.

"elder sister!"

Mu Yuheng frowned, wondering and puzzled why she didn't go with them.

"You don't have to worry about me. Remember, even if I am not by your side, you can successfully obtain a hundred seventh-level demon cores. Your strength will be no less than that of the disciples of other sects."

Mu Wushuang explained in a deep voice.

The flying spirit weapon was closed tightly, isolating her voice.

Mu Yuheng stood up and whispered: "Open it, I want to go down!"

He had a bad premonition that he wanted to find his sister!

"Shut up!"

A majestic voice sounded, which made Mu Yuheng feel pain in his heart. A mouthful of blood surged up, but he pressed it down hard.

He remembered this voice, it was the voice of the Great Elder Helian!

Cangyang held Mu Yuheng, handed him a pill, and whispered: "Yuheng, calm down, let's see the situation first."

Cangyang also felt that things seemed not simple, but they couldn't do anything at this time.
Chapter completed!