The Evil King Addicts to Pets: Ghost Doctor and Mad Concubine

Everyone wants to deal with Mu Qianxi, but is Mu Qianxi so easy to deal with?

Before they could take action against Mu Qianxi, they were stabbed.

There were two people who stabbed them, one was Mu Qianxi's grandfather, and the other was Shadow.

Mu Yan smiled and said, Young man from the Feng family, he's not bad! But... there's something wrong with you...

Hit me as you like, madam, and I'll do it for you. Then he said to his wife.

Not having a chance to deal with Mu Qianxi meant more than just being beaten.

These curse masters who came all the way to Xuantian Realm to help Mu Fengqi deal with Mu Fengyun and others were either killed by Feng Qi'er violently breaking every inch of their bones, or were tortured to death by horrific spells, or were hit by Died by the ghost doctor's poison.

What a miserable end!

Feng Qi'er said: Humph! It's not enough just to deal with a few minions! I can't wait to bring down the curse master clan.

Madam, don't be impulsive! You haven't fully recovered yet. Mu Yan pulled his wife and said.

Mu Qianxi said to her: Grandma, don't worry, that day will come.

That's natural. My granddaughter is so powerful. Feng Qier liked Mu Qianxi very much.

She gave birth to two children, both of whom were brats. The eldest son finally gave her a beautiful and well-behaved granddaughter, which is great!

On the other side, the spiritual gods who helped Mu Fengxu had been completely killed by Mu Fengyun and his three brothers.

My son is so powerful that he didn't even give me a chance to help them. Feng Qier complained sadly.

Mu Lincang was about to vomit blood, and help from the curse master clan came.

As a result, he was beaten to death without doing anything except using spells to consume his life and soul and improve his strength for a while.

Mu Lincang stared at Mu Yan bitterly, this guy is a waste, nothing is as good as him?

It's just good luck to find one

A powerful wife, and then she gave birth to Mu Fengyun, who was the most talented in the world, so that she always lived in his shadow.

My father also loves him very much!

Mu Lincang said: Mu Yan, we are peers. Your son really disrespects his elders three against one. If you have the ability, fight me to the death.

Mu Yan laughed angrily, You also know that we are peers! You bully the young with your old age, and you dare to say that my son and others do not respect their elders. I have never seen such a shameless person like you.

I think you are scared! You don't dare to fight to the death with me, Mu Yan, you are just a coward, a useless thing... Mu Lincang scolded him harshly. This was a very obvious way to provoke the general.

Boom! Mu Fengyun attacked Mu Lincang unceremoniously.

He said: Father, this guy's son will take care of himself, so don't promise him.

His father's strength was far behind that of Mu Lincang, who was now soaring in strength. It would be too dangerous for him to agree to this request in a hot-headed manner.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his mother's voice.

A fight to the death, right? Okay! Mu Yan agreed.

Sons, you go and rest.

Mu Fengling's eyes widened and he said, Mother! How is father's strength? You should know best!

The corner of Mu Yan's mouth twitched slightly, how little his son had confidence in him!

But he had to deal with Mu Lincang, which was a bit uncertain.

Mu Wushuang smiled slightly and said, Yes, mother.

Mu Lincang's face showed joy, it was great.

If you fight Mu Yan, seriously injure him, and hold him hostage, you can find a way to contain Mu Fengyun.

Mu Yan is a waste, Mu Feng

Yun and Mu Fengling were not raised by him, and their relationship is not deep, but they are blood relatives at least.

It was impossible for Mu Fengyun to care whether his biological father lived or died in front of so many people.

Boom! Before he could be happy for a long time, a terrifying silver light burst out instantly.

Poof! With just one blow, Mu Lincang felt that his internal organs were about to shatter into dregs.

Mu Lincang's eyes were about to burst. I said I wanted to fight Mu Yan to the death without any help. You...why did you take action? It's not fair.

Feng Qi'er said: You must also know that husband and wife are one body. My husband's duel with you will of course mean that we are dueling with you.

If you think it's unfair, you can call your wife to help! Oh! You have a lot of women, so call them all! I will never say it's unfair for you to bully the few. Feng Qier's lips raised. A faint smile. ??

Poof! Mu Lincang was already vomiting blood.

Mu Qianxi also had a smile on her face. Grandma is so cool! I'm so mad at this shameless old thing.

Mu Lincang did have many wives and concubines, but together they were probably no more powerful than Feng Qi'er's fingers. What was the use of asking them to help?

What else did he want to say, Feng Qier said: Husband! Fight!

Okay! Mu Yan said.

Next, Mu Lincang faced their husband and wife in a double fight, and was beaten extremely miserably.

Especially being humiliated like this, it would be worse than...

At this moment, a white figure passed over.

Feng! Mu Wushuang said.

Using the same method used to deal with his son before, Mu Lincang's heart sank suddenly.

You...who are you? How do you know how to use such a method to prevent my soul from being separated?

I originally wanted to give it up, but there were other clones anyway, and Mu Wushuang interfered with all the plans.

It's ruined.

Does he really want to be beaten to death by the most despised and hated person?

Mu Wushuang said calmly: Of course I am the eldest brother's younger brother, the son of my father and mother!

Bang bang bang!

boom!

ah--

Mu Lincang's pitiful screams could be heard throughout the capital. It was so miserable!

However, they brought this upon themselves.

Mu Lincang is about to die now, and Mu Fengqing only breathes his last breath.

The other spirit gods were defeated, and the remaining people knew that their strength was exhausted and surrendered!

See His Highness Fengyun!

His Royal Highness Fengyun is the head of the Eastern Emperor Dynasty.

Long live His Highness Fengyun!

Both inside and outside the city, Mu Fengyun's own people, those who surrendered, bystanders, and the people in the city all saluted Mu Fengyun respectfully.

His strength is enough to become the emperor of the Eastern Emperor Dynasty.

The strong men in the world recognized it, and all the people of the Eastern Emperor Dynasty recognized it.

Even though he has not yet returned to the palace of the Eastern Emperor Dynasty, has not yet sat on the throne, summoned the ministers, formally ascended the throne, and announced to the world, he is now the emperor recognized by everyone.

Mu Feng looked at the radiant and indescribably precious Mu Fengyun, gritting his teeth and not feeling the blood flowing out.

Why still can't win?

Obviously he had more powerful subordinates, and he obviously had help from his father, the saint clan, and the curse master clan, so why did he still lose?

Why?

Who will help him!

He didn't want the throne to be taken back by Mu Fengyun, and he didn't want to die!

He felt as if God had heard his countless pleas. A burst of thunder sounded, and gods-like figures appeared in the sky.