Landing in the Fantastic World

With him as the center, the time within a few Zhang radius was completely locked down.    

He stood in the air, motionless, like a statue, in an offensive posture with a spear in hand.    

"Goodbye, this is what you want to see."    

The corner of Mu Yu's mouth raised slightly, and the Space-splitting Sword in his hand quickly cut across his neck.    

A line of blood flew up from the air, and his head fell straight to the ground like a ball from the sky.    

Mu Yu waved his hand, and the Glorious Sun Sacred Fire turned into a fire net, burning Zhao Feihong's head and corpse into ashes.    

After dealing with it, Mu Yu opened the Purple Divine Pupil, and quickly swept through the city to find Duanmu Qingling.    

Within Sea Star City, in a remote small building.    

Duanmu Qingling sat in a small and narrow room. Her brows were tightly knitted, and her face was filled with anxiety.    

"What should we do? Mu Yu is still seriously injured and no one is taking care of him."    

Duanmu Qingling sighed, and then two cold beams shot out from her eyes, "Old thief Zhao, as the famous commander of southeast border, you actually did such a despicable thing."    

"If anything happens to Mu Yu, I, Duanmu Qingling, will not rest until you die!"    

Her spirit vein had been sealed by Zhao Feihong. At this moment, her cultivation had been completely lost, and she could not even lift up a single Spiritual Force.    

During these past few days, she had tried many times to think of ways to escape, but the large number of soldiers stationed outside had all ended in failure.    

At this moment, a creaking sound could be heard.    

The door to the room was suddenly violently pushed open.    

A fair and handsome young man walked in through the door.    

"How dare you insult my father behind my back!"    

This young man was Zhao Feihong's son, Zhao Yan. His face was filled with coldness.    

"Don't you know what your father did?"    

Duanmu Qingling said coldly, "We came to southeast border to help you out of kindness. It's fine if your father doesn't know how to be grateful, but he actually did such a thing to us. He is a treacherous and despicable person."    

"Shut up!"    

Zhao Yan angrily shouted, "My father placed you under house arrest for his own purpose. It is not up to you to point fingers."    

He could actually say such unreasonable words. This father and son were indeed the same.    

Duanmu Qingling sneered and said, "If you are seriously injured by others in the future, please don't blame others because they have put in a lot of effort and good intentions to injure you."    

Zhao Yan shook his head and scoffed, "Women are women. They like to use unreasonable words and pester others. Forget it, I won't argue with you."    

Who on earth was the one who used unreasonable words?    

Who on earth was the one who stirred up trouble?    

Some people always liked to criticize others, but they could not see the disgusting side of themselves.    

Duanmu Qingling did not speak anymore. It was not worth wasting words on such people.    

Seeing Duanmu Qingling calm down, Zhao Yan thought that she had been convinced by him. He felt proud in his heart, "Women are women. They can never reason with men."    

"Hey!" Zhao Yan slowly walked to Duanmu Qingling and said, "I heard you have a good relationship with Mu Yu. You must know his weakness."    

"Why don't you tell me? If I am satisfied with what you said, maybe I can go to my father and beg him for you."    

He stared at Duanmu Qingling. At this moment, he still could not forget the defeat he had suffered to Mu Yu.    

Therefore, the thing he wanted to do the most in his heart was to defeat Mu Yu and regain his face.    

"Dream on!"    

Duanmu Qingling's voice was like an ice river Hanchuan, not showing any mercy.