"What do you think of the world, child?" Muqingya raised her hands, pointed to the vast sky, and gazed at the trees softly.

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

"Is it true that those born into noble families are rich and rich, and they are all in the world?"

"No!" Mu Qingya looks at them firmly, "everything is possible in this world! Anything can change! "

"This is the meaning of destiny."

"Since heaven can't do justice and freedom. Then it's our destiny to create these! "

"We are ordinary people, but we are not born ordinary!" Muqingya stared at the little prince and concubine, cutting nails to cut off the railway. "We don't have anything. We can create it! We can strive for it. Who said that we must be determined to struggle for survival at the bottom of society in our life? "

"Without identity or fear, we can create fortune and let it rule the whole world."

"What are we afraid of without talent? We can create talent! Make yourself a human being! No longer have to be oppressed by the injustice of this world! "

"Fortune is the hope of all our ordinary poor people. No matter how you are suppressed or eliminated by the nobles and nobles? What should rise will always rise! "

"What should be successful will be successful in the end!"

"Hiss, hiss."

After Mu Qingya finished saying these words, she suddenly found that she and Ciwei, Mu Jingfeng all built a prison array beside them.

At this time, the power of Fuwen flows slightly, and the fingers will be bounced back by a mighty force and make a hissing sound.

Arbor picked eyebrow, she is now more and more curious about this mu Qingya.

In this situation, Mu Qingya even made such a long speech to express his views, with a confident expression that he could absolutely escape?

What does she rely on?

Is it years of strategizing? She was still full of blood at this time.

Arbor clenched the ruler in his hand, a pair of eyes like cold electricity, locked on muqingya.

"I've heard enough of your nonsense."

"Now, are you ready?" Ready to die? Muqingya!

The tree leaped up into the air, and a strong wind blew her clothes and hair.

Mu Qingya's expression is still the same, but Ciwei and Mu Jingfeng beside her can't help but shrink their pupils.

"Lord." Ciwei turns her head and looks at muqingya. Cold sweats come out of her forehead one by one.

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

There were little princess and Her Highness blocking before, and so many soldiers blocking after. Even if you transfer the array once more, you may not escape the control of little princess, the heaven level master of Fuwen.

"Arbor, don't be too confident!" Mu Qingya suddenly shakes something out of the sleeve.

It was a jade talisman with purple light. Suddenly, the talisman array around broke open and rushed into the air, blooming a little purple light.

The tree narrowed its cold eyes and stared at Mu Qingya.

I saw a cloud like escalator coming down between the clouds, extending all the way to Mu Qingya.

"Ladder Rune?" Tree eyes light slightly a Zheng, mouth murmur.

But listen to a wind blowing in my ear.

The dark tongue of fire spreads with the wind