The personal battle king of the female president

The beautiful eyes of the cheongsam girl stared at the young master with a gleam of luster, "Young master, your skill control is getting better and better."

The gently swirling teacup in the air slowly landed on Mo Tianyi's palm, and the flying green tea water dragon gradually returned to the water cup without any splash, everything seemed peaceful!
Mo Tianyi slowly opened his eyes, there was only endless depth and tranquility in them.

"Life is like tea. If there is no turbidity, there is no lightness." His voice is like the spirit of the nine ghosts, which makes people feel a sense of tranquility after listening, as if everything is safe.

There was a touch of reverence in the eyes of the cheongsam girl, "Young master's skill is probably comparable to that of the master."

Mo Tianyi's palm was slowly rippling, and the cup of green tea in his palm was swaying along with his palm, pulled slowly by force, and the turquoise green tea began to swirl gently in the cup, like a whirlpool.

"In this world, there is no comparison of any force. Any force has its realm. I am in this realm, and my father is in another realm."

The cup of green tea in Mo Tianyi's palm spun faster and faster, almost forming a vortex of water. The flowing tea was like a living being, carefully controlled by Mo Tianyi's strength, and there was no splash!

The girl in cheongsam pursed her red lips lightly, seeming to understand.

"The highest state of martial arts is not to compare the outcome, but to surpass, to surpass the shadow in your heart. If you always think about the complexity of the outside world, you will never be able to make progress." Mo Tianyi's voice was full of depth.

The girl in the cheongsam seemed to finally understand something, and nodded lightly, "Young Master, what you mean is... martial arts practitioners can't have the heart of comparison, can't they be influenced by the outside world?"

Mo Tianyi nodded slowly, the palm of his hand froze suddenly, the water cup spinning in his palm stopped immediately, and the swirling green tea in the cup also slowed down in an instant, becoming quieter.

At this time, the green tea in the cup had already been polarized, and the fine powder of the tea leaves had been separated from the thick juice, forming an extremely shocking scene.

"Tea like this is good tea." Mo Tianyi gently picked up the teacup, put it in his mouth and took a sip, quietly feeling the astringency and fragrance of the tea.

At this moment, suddenly a servant rushed into the lobby in a hurry, "Master, something is wrong!"

Mo Tianyi sipped the green tea in his cup lightly, with a calm expression on his face, he asked slowly, "What's the fuss? You're so noisy."

The servant hurriedly bowed and reported cautiously: "Young master, Mo Wenxue who has been inherited by blood for three generations... Mo Wenxue..."

Mo Tianyi looked at him indifferently, "How is Mo Wenxue? Tell me."

"Mo Wenxue was... beaten into a disability, and he is currently being rescued in the intensive care unit of the hospital..."

At this moment, Mo Tianyi's gaze finally narrowed slightly, and a faint coldness overflowed, as if it enveloped the surrounding air.

"Mo Wenxue was beaten into a cripple?" Mo Tianyi's voice was calm and scary, and his breath was deep and deep, which made people shudder.

Although Mo Wenxue is the third generation of the Mo family, he is still a member of the Mo family. There is a word "Mo" in his name!

In this Qingzhou city, on the half-sky land of the Mo family, someone dared to touch the members of the Mo family?Some people dare to touch the people of the Mo family in Qingzhou!

Of course, Mo Tianyi would not care about the life and death of that Mo Wenxue. He is the most orthodox heir of the Mo family's generation and the future leader of the Mo family!
In her eyes, Mo Wenwen's partial lineage was nothing more than a dispensable collateral lineage. What he cared about was the two characters "Mo family"!

Mo Wenxue was beaten into a disability, this is the face of the Mo family in Qingzhou, someone is slapping their Mo family!

This is a disgrace to the Mo family...

It's a slap in the face for the Mo family to be bullied like this in the land of Qingzhou!

Mo Tianyi's eyes narrowed deeper, and a stern voice slowly released, "My Mo family has been silent for decades, could it be that this group of ants in Qingzhou have really forgotten my Mo family? Dare to break ground on Taisui?" Sen Ran It skyrocketed instantly, forming a terrifying aura!

The cheongsam girl's delicate body trembled slightly. At this moment, she seemed to see the bloody aura on the young master's body, so intense.

And the servant trembled even more, and fell to his knees directly on the ground.

"The other party... who is it?" Mo Tianyi asked calmly, with a hint of blood projected in his voice.

The servant trembled, and tremblingly said: "The other party, the other party only reported his name... Liu Lang!"

With a loud "bang", the celadon teacup in Mo Tianyi's hand was crushed to pieces!
He slapped the mahogany desk hard, and the thick desk was smashed into pieces!

Torn apart!

"Liu Lang, it's you again!" Mo Tianyi's entire face changed completely!

At this moment, his mood that had just calmed down was completely chaotic again!

The cheongsam girl was terrified by the young master's sudden change of impulsive temperament, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she took several steps back, her face full of fear!
Didn't the young master just say that martial arts practitioners cannot be influenced by the outside world?Why, why is the young master so easily disturbed by the outside world?
Mo Tianyi's whole body was tense, and his expression changed repeatedly!
What he said in person just now is not influenced by the outside world, but at this moment it has become a piece of nonsense!
He was affected by...

When he heard the name "Liu Lang", his mind was completely in turmoil, and his mind that had been adjusted for the past few days also became turbulent again!

The entire hall is filled with a terrifying murderous intent!
At this moment, Mo Tianyi's momentum was released, and he had already forgotten what he said just now!
What defeated his own shadow, what did not compare with the outside world, when he heard the name Liu Lang, all these completely collapsed!

At this moment, his heart is only irritable and angry!
"Master... Are you going to send someone to kill him?" The attendant knelt down on the ground and asked in a trembling voice.

Mo Tianyi's face was cold, and murderous intent was continuously released from his eyes!

"Kill? Of course I want to kill!" His voice was like the sound of hell, making people tremble!

Mo Tianyi clenched his fists tightly, and his bones and joints continued to explode!

This Liu Lang insulted his Mo family many times. The first time he punched Mo Tianyi back at the Haolin Getai Hotel. In front of the top elites in Qingzhou City, Mo Tianyi was beaten. The internal injury was serious, and even the mind was in turmoil, and the injury almost added to the injury!

For the second time, Mo Fei, a young man from the Mo family, had all his limbs severed, and the Mo family was beaten in the face for the second time!
This time, the bloodline heirs of the three generations of Qingzhou were beaten into cripples!This is simply provoking his Mo family!
The dignified Mo family in Qingzhou has never experienced such a shame and humiliation for hundreds of years. This incident is to cast dust on the word "Mo family"!
"Liu...Lang, my Mo family in Qingzhou is out of the rivers and lakes, do you really think that ants can swallow elephants?" Mo Tianyi was like a beast, fierce and cruel!
At this moment, he has been completely occupied by the shadow in his heart, and the so-called defeating himself has long been forgotten!
At this moment, the Mo family in Qingzhou was finally no longer silent!

The Mo family was so provoked, it was challenging the dignity of the entire Mo family, it was challenging the century-old foundation of the Mo family!

This time, the Mo family is destined to make a move and never stop dying!
An undercurrent of turmoil in the entire Qingzhou is gradually surging. This sky in Qingzhou, the tranquility on the eve of the thunderstorm...