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2288. Chapter 2288 The last battle of the imperial capital [7]

"Master Jun——"

When someone was about to die on the spot, everyone felt a sense of sadness.

At this moment, a blue figure flashed like light outside the imperial capital. He grabbed Jun Ziao with one hand and hit the city wall, and waved the white whisk like a sharp sword with the other hand and stopped steadily in his hand.

"Yulong!"

Jun Ziao looked at Ming Yulong who appeared at a critical moment and couldn't help but feel excited: "Have you come out of seclusion?!"

Ming Yulong smiled, turned around and looked at Mo Yanhua.

The wind blew her blue clothes into the fairy, and her ink hair flew, making her pretty face look stunning and charming.

At this time, she stood up as she stood with her bright eyes looking directly at Mo Yanhua, without a trace of comfort, but with a strong aura. From the moment she saved Jun Zi'ao just now, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Mo Yanhua looked at the little disciple and smiled evilly, "Xiaolong'er, you have appeared. It's a big deal that you have absorbed five Dzi beads in your situation, it's a long time. What a pity, do you think you can defeat your master in this way?"

Ming Yulong raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't think it's amazing that you absorbed six Dzi beads. You are from the Witch Clan, and I am from the Jiuyou Clan. When it comes to using the Dzi beads of the Jiuyou Clan, you don't know who wins and who loses."

Seeing that his little disciple was so confident, Mo Yanhua laughed and said, "Okay, my teacher just likes your spirit. Baby disciple, in fact, my teacher has loved you the most for so many years. Now that he is fighting with you, he really makes me feel heartbroken. How could we solve this problem peacefully?"

When he met his smiling face, Ming Yulong would not believe that he wanted a peaceful solution and refused to say, "All have come to this point. Do you think we can still resolve it peacefully?"

Mo Yanhua smiled loudly and said, "As long as you want, we can reconcile, Xiaolonger."

Seeing that his baby disciple didn't agree with him, Mo Yanhua said with a low smile:

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your child. Your child is just born, by the way, she hasn't called you "Mother". If the child dies like this, not only will it be a pity for the teacher, but even your child may also feel a pity?"

"What do you mean?" Ming Yulong frowned.

The more nervous Ming Yulong was, the more proud Mo Yanhua saw it: "Hahaha... Xiaolonger, what do you think is the meaning of being a teacher? I heard that you were born with a daughter, called Jian, right? Jian thought she must be as cute as you were when you were a child. Speaking of which, the teacher had never seen her, so this is not possible. Come on, bring Jian to the deity and show it."

As his words fell, everyone's hearts were tight.

Not far ahead, Rong Kang's thin figure appeared in everyone's sight.

In the broken walls, smoke and dust were flying, and he was holding a baby in his arms. Someone recognized the cradle. Isn’t that from the Fifth Prince’s Mansion?

Ming Yulong's expression immediately became bad, and the expressions of Old Prince De and Prince De on the side also became very bad.

"Why are you, the slander! How could simplicity be in your hands?!" Prince De cursed with a gloomy face: "So you have been colluding with the people of the Yin Sheng Sect for a long time! Are you still a child of my Prince De's mansion?"
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