Child, what do you think of this world? Mu Qingya raised her hands, pointed to the vast sky, and looked at Qiaomu with soft eyes.

Do you think that talent is destined and no one can change it?

Are people born into noble families truly rich and generous, and full of heaven and earth?

No! Mu Qingya looked at them with a firm look on her eyes. Everything is possible in this world! Everything can change!

This is the meaning of the existence of heaven.

Since the way of heaven cannot achieve fairness, justice and freedom, then we will create these things by our luck of heaven!

We are ordinary people, but we are born not ordinary! Mu Qingya stared at the little princess and cut her decisively. If we don’t have one, we can create one hand! We can strive for it. Who said that we must be determined to survive in the lowest level of society in our lives?

What are you afraid of without identity? We can create fortunes of heaven and let them rule the entire world.

What are you afraid of without talent? We can create talent! Let ourselves become the best! No need to be oppressed by the injustice of this world again!

Heavenly fortune is the hope of all our ordinary poor people. No matter how you are suppressed or destroyed by you, the nobles of heaven, will always rise!

What should be successful will eventually succeed!

Swish, swish.

After Mu Qingya made these words, she suddenly realized that she and Mu Jingfeng had built a series of imprisonment talisman arrays beside her.

At this time, the power of the talisman flows slightly, and the fingers will be touched by a huge force when they are accidentally bounced back, making a hissing sound.

Qiaomu raised her eyebrows. She was becoming more and more curious about this Mu Qingya now.

Under such a dilemma, Mu Qingya actually expressed her views in such a long way, with a confident expression that she could definitely escape?

What is she relying on?

Is it because of years of planning? Or is it because of her passion at this moment?

Qiaomu tightly held the ruler in his hand, and his pair of cold-electric eyes locked on Mu Qingya.

I've heard enough of your nonsense.

Now, are you ready? Are you ready to die? Mu Qingya!

Qiaomu jumped into the air, and a fierce wind blew her hairbands all up.

Mu Qingya's expression remained unchanged, but the Tsuwei and Mu Jingfeng beside her couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

The hall master, Tsaiwei, turned to look at Mu Qingya, and cold sweat came out from her forehead one by one.

Now they are surrounded by hundreds of Youting Guards and hundreds of Mu family disciples.

In front of him, the little princess and His Highness blocked him, and later there were so many soldiers blocked him. Even if he used the teleportation talisman formation again, he might not be able to escape the control of the Tian-level talisman master, the little princess.

Qiaomu, don’t be too confident! Mu Qingya suddenly shook something out of her sleeve.

It was a jade talisman that shone out purple light. It suddenly broke through the confinement talisman array around me and rushed into the air, bursting out a little purple light.

Qiaomu narrowed his cold eyes and stared at Mu Qingya's place with cold eyes.

I saw a cloud-like escalator dropping down in the clouds, continuing all the way to Mu Qingya.

The ladder talisman? Qiao Mu's eyes were slightly stunned and murmured.

But I heard a rumbling sound of wind blowing through my ears.
Chapter completed!