At this time, Mo Chuan also saw that it was Leng Tianci who was rushing towards him. His chopping palm contracted into a claw, and he changed his strike into a grip, grabbing Leng Tianci's pink fist.
Although Leng Tianci had also practiced martial arts with Leng Ning, at least he was small and weak. Anyone who might be his opponent was immediately caught by Mo Chuan. Even so, he did not restrain himself at all. He used both hands and feet to just attack.
He was kicked and kicked all over, and he just yelled loudly, "I'll beat you to death, you stinking emperor, if you dare to touch my mother!"
In his heart, no matter how big the world is, no matter how great the emperor or prince is, the only thing he cares about most is his mother.
"Ci'er!"
Leng Ning lay on the bed limply, watching Mo Chuan struggle in Mo Chuan's hands like a little lunatic sent from heaven. He felt sour and unbearable in his heart. He barely called out his name, but could no longer say another word.
Now, since their mother and son have fallen into the hands of Mo Chuan, they are afraid of disaster. If she can still move, she can at least fight hard, even if she dies, she must save Tianci and escape to heaven. But now she can't even move.
It’s really hard, so how can we protect him?!
Mo Chuan straightened his arms, and the crazy kicks and strikes he received from God were all in vain. He almost didn't even touch the hem of his clothes, but his palm clenched the little fist until it hurt.
Seeing that his efforts were fruitless, Leng Tianci suddenly stopped his legs and feet, grabbed his arm with his free hand, and bit Mo Chuan's wrist fiercely.
Mo Chuan felt a pain on his wrist, and suddenly became furious. He swung his hand and threw Leng Tianci away.
Duan Linfeng looked at Tianci and Leng Ning, and felt heartbroken. He instinctively wanted to rush out, but found that he was unable to move. Zhuge Miao held his hand tightly and pierced a golden needle into his wrist without knowing it.
Because he couldn't use his internal energy, he was naturally unable to break free from his grasp.
"God sent!"
Seeing the God-sent little figure flying out of Mo Chuan's hand like a kite with a broken string, Leng Ning could only feel his heart shrinking in fear, and his crying voice was deformed because it was too sad, and it hurt sharply.
All ears.
Snapped!
Amidst Leng Ning's call, the small figure of Tianci crashed through the window and flew out.
Listening to the dull sound of the ground falling outside, Leng Ning's eyes stared at Mo Chuan's face like daggers, "Mo Chuan, if something happens to Tiansheng, I will make your life worse than death!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiu'er's puzzled voice sounded outside, "Tianci, why did you fly out of the window?!"