Take your son to get married

Chapter 102
He couldn't see Mo Qianchen's breath at all, so he clenched his fist tightly: "Qianchen."

He was still late.

He rushed over as soon as he heard about it, but it was still too late, Mo Qianchen had already left, and had already gone to the Mu clan.

Clenching five fingers tightly into a fist, Xuan Tianhao looked at the empty distance, his nails almost pricking his palm.

Why not wait for him?The Mu Clan is so dangerous, Qianchen is going here...

"His Royal Highness, please go back, Your Majesty has ordered, you will only be burdensome if you go with the General Protector and will not be of any help." Behind him, the City Lord General lowered his head and stood behind Xuan Tianhao at some point.

Xuan Tianhao looked ahead, his brows and eyes darkened.

Yes, now he can't compare with Mo Qianchen at all. He is far behind Mo Qianchen. Even if he wants to help the Mu clan, his strength is far behind. He is too weak, too weak.

The fingernails pierced into the palm, and Xuan Tianhao's fist was clenched with a cracking sound.

He would not allow himself to be weaker than Mo Qianchen, he would not allow Mo Qianchen to stand beside another man instead of him.

"Qianchen." The low words overflowed from the lips, Xuan Tianhao suddenly turned around and walked towards the way he came.

This time he didn't stand by Mo Qianchen's side, next time, it will be him, only him.

The breeze is billowing, and the smog is filled with light gauze.

Who can explain the word love.

The wind is clear and the moon is white, and the blue sky rises. Traveling thousands of miles is just for fate.

From the capital city of the Human Race to the border between the Human Race and the Mu Race, there may be hundreds of thousands of miles along the way. Even if Mo Qianchen and Feng Shukuang used the unicorn carriage sent by the Human Emperor, it took half a month to reach the border between the Mu Race and the Mu Race. The border of the human race.

Passing through the territory belonging to the human race, Mo Qianchen and Feng Shukuang stopped the convoy before a thin layer of miasma-like natural barrier.

"Ahead is the boundary of the Mu Clan." Feng Shukuang looked at the miasma, dividing the world into mist on both sides, and folded his arms.

Mo Qianchen also raised his head and looked at the scenery in front of him. If you want to say that the border between the beast race and the human race is a big river that runs through the north and south for almost tens of thousands of miles, as the border between the two races, the Mu clan has heard that it is just such a thin mist. Shrouded borders.

The mist seemed ethereal and powerless, but according to historical records, no one from the human race or the orcs from the orc race had ever returned without the consent of the Mu clan.

Because of this, the Mu Clan was given the title of a mysterious clan.

Now, Mo Qianchen was standing in front of the mist that divided the world into two sides, looking at it carefully. It was the first time she had seen such a scene combined in her past and present lives.

"Country bumpkin." Feng Shukuang looked at He Mo Qianchen's face, and said contemptuously, then stretched out his hand and threw the emperor's token into the thin mist.

Immediately, Mo Qianchen saw the thin mist slowly split apart from in front of them after a slight tremor.

It was like a door slowly opening in front of them.

The mist parted, giving way to a passage that stretched into the distance, with the end almost invisible at a glance.

Mo Qianchen and Feng Shukuang couldn't help but glance at each other. Such a thin mist thought it was just a layer, but unexpectedly the thickness reached thousands of meters. This...

Without saying much, Mo Qianchen stretched out his hand and gently hooked his fingers, and then walked towards the opened mist with Feng Shukuang first.

(End of this chapter)