Pain could be seen in Fan Le's eyes as his chubby frame trembled. This feeling of helplessness filled him with hatred.
Leng Ning had already prepared herself to die. She didn't want to live at all. She had never once thought of becoming the woman of that devil.
Although they had only interacted for a few months, and their feelings couldn't be considered as deep, they had already established a friendship. And now, when Fan Le thought of the possibility that she might die, he couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably. It was as though there was a fire burning in his heart.
"ROAR!" A low-sounding roar emitted from Fan Le's mouth. After which, he turned and walked to the window of a building not far away. Gazing in the direction of the Leng Residence, he saw a group of experts flying through the air. Evidently, they had discovered Leng Ning's escape.
"Leng Ning." Upon seeing Leng Ning's return, Leng Lin's father coldly snorted. The Leng Clan had left this matter to him to handle.
Leng Lin was also at the side. She said coldly, "Bitch, don't blame the family for what your man has done. No one can save you now."
"Leng Ning, you really deserve to die." Another person cursed.
Leng Ning stared at the faces in front of her. Her heart was incomparably cold. Was this the so-called 'clan'?
Finally, Leng Ning glanced at the emaciated old man on the left. His sinister eyes swept over her body. Without a doubt, this old man was none other than Yan Tie.
"Leng Ning, the clan has decided to hand you over to Yan Tie for punishment," Leng Lin's father stated.
"Disgusting." Leng Ning glanced at him as she coldly stated, "The Leng Clan is so powerful, yet they actually want to hand me over to an outsider for the sake of doing something for them? How disgusting. I feel shame for being born in such a clan."
After speaking, Leng Ning turned and left. A sinister smile flickered in the eyes of Leng Lin's father. With a single step, his silhouette flickered as he lunged towards Leng Ning.
However, Leng Ning abruptly turned and stabbed a dagger towards Leng Lin's father. Her heart had already died, what else was there to fear?
The eyes of Leng Lin's father narrowed. After which, his palms trembled as a golden light flashed. He directly grabbed the dagger with one hand and slapped out with the other towards Leng Ning. How audacious.
However, Leng Ning's hand directly grabbed onto his arm, allowing the palm strike to land on her body. She spat out a mouthful of blood onto his face, but she refused to let go.
"You're courting death." Leng Lin's father's face was covered in blood as he roared in anger. The hand that was holding onto the dagger suddenly twisted and a 'kacha' sound rang out. Leng Ning's arm was forcefully broken, but she didn't even let out a groan. Instead, she ruthlessly kicked towards Leng Lin's father's crotch.
"Scram." Leng Lin's father roared in anger. He swung his arm and flung Leng Ning's body onto the ground, causing a loud explosion.
"Don't dirty her, I still want to play with this woman." Yan Tie's eyes were filled with baleful intent as he coldly stated. Only then did Leng Lin's father release Leng Lin.
Leng Ning crawled up from the ground, her right arm hanging limply by her side. Her cold gaze swept over the faces in front of her, as though she wanted to remember them forever.
"It's my fault that I, Leng Ning, was born into such a despicable clan. If you want to sacrifice me, I'll accept it. Who asked me to be born into your Leng Clan?"
Leng Ning stared at the members of the Leng Clan as she icily continued, "But let me tell you this, Qin Wentian is a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, and has already obtained the recognition of the White Deer Institute. He has no relationship with me, and is not my boyfriend like you all think. On the contrary, Bailu Yi likes him, and even cultivated Divine Inscriptions together with him. If you don't believe me, you can go to the White Deer Institute and ask Yan Kong."
After which, Leng Ning pointed to Yan Kong, who was standing beside Yan Tie. "Yan Kong thought that he would be able to gain Bailu Yi's favor, but Bailu Yi liked Qin Wentian, and Yan Kong was humiliated. Hence, he took revenge on Qin Wentian, causing a certain someone's death. If you want to settle this debt, you should look for Yan Kong."
The members of the Leng Clan and Yan Tie all turned their gazes onto Yan Kong, causing Yan Kong's countenance to turn ashen.
"You're lying. Even if Bailu Yi favors Qin Wentian, she only cultivated Divine Inscriptions together with him. Don't even think of using such a method to protect him." Yan Kong's countenance turned malevolent.
"Hehe, Qin Wentian hasn't returned to the Leng Clan for several months, spending all his time with Bailu Yi. How arrogant is Bailu Yi? Do you think that she didn't have feelings for Qin Wentian after spending so much time with him? Yan Kong, stop lying to yourself. I admit that the Leng Clan wants to sacrifice me, but if the Leng Clan wants to curry favor with Yan Tie and deal with Qin Wentian, you better think carefully. Do you think you can withstand the wrath of the White Deer Institute? "
Bailu Yi coldly laughed, and as expected, the countenances of the members of the Leng Clan changed. Seeing Yan Kong's silence, they knew that what she had said was true.
"Yan Tie wants to deal with Qin Wentian, if you have the ability, go ahead. But if the Leng Clan wants to interfere, that would be interesting. Also, I can tell you now that Qin Wentian is a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, and will be participating in the exchange with Bailu Yi. Think carefully about his status in the White Deer Institute. Also, if he defeats Yan Tie at that time, I want to see if your Leng Clan will regret their actions today."
Bailu Yi had no way of ascertaining the relationship between Qin Wentian and Qin Wentian, nor did she know that Qin Wentian would be participating in the exchange with Bailu Yi. But what she wanted to do now was to threaten the Leng Clan, to see if they would dare to make a move against Qin Wentian.
As for herself, before she met Qin Wentian, she had already thought that if the Leng Clan still wanted to force her, she would die. Hence, to her who was already mentally prepared, death wasn't something to be afraid of. It was just that the appearance of Qin Wentian had given her a ray of hope.
"The person that Bailu Yi is in love with is someone with a bright future ahead of him. Yet, in order to curry favor with Yan Tie, your Leng Clan actually gave up on him. Not only that, you even want to deal with him. The Leng Clan will definitely regret this decision of yours. I will also curse your Leng Clan. The Leng Clan will definitely be destroyed in the hands of a bunch of despicable people like you."
After speaking, a short sword appeared in Leng Ning's hands. Yan Tie furrowed his brows, "Stop her."
As the sound of his voice faded, Leng Ning's short sword slashed across her neck, causing fresh blood to spurt out.
The members of the Leng Clan all had expressions of shock and astonishment on their faces. They leaned forward, but it was already too late.
Leng Ning's eyes were still open, as her icy voice rang out, "Leng Clan, prepare to regret your actions and pay the price for your actions. A clan that has no principles and no humanity will only walk the path of destruction."
"You …" Leng Lin's father trembled as Leng Ning's body slumped to the ground. Her beautiful eyes stared up at the skies, where a white cloud could be seen drifting about, clean and beautiful.
Atop that white cloud, Leng Ning could see a handsome silhouette. He always had an enchanting and confident smile on his face, as though nothing in the world mattered to him.
"What an arrogant fellow." Leng Ning murmured in her heart. Her eyes slowly closed as she left with a smile on her face. Just treat it as a good night's sleep. Once she fell asleep, the nightmare would end. Once she fell asleep, there would no longer be anyone who would force her to marry a devil.
Fresh blood dyed Leng Ning's body red. The members of the Leng Clan stared at the corpse on the ground, as Leng Ning's curses echoed in their ears.
Leng Ning's death had a huge impact on them, especially when they heard her cold and resolute voice.
The Leng Clan would definitely regret their choice. The Leng Clan would definitely be destroyed. This was the curse of the young girl before she withered away.
"Do you think that death can solve everything?" Yan Tie stared at the young girl's corpse, as an evil light flashed in his eyes. "Even if you die, I will refine you into a puppet. Who will be responsible for the death of my son? So what if he was the man Bailu Yi loved? He still has to die, die! "
Yan Tie's venomous voice caused the members of the Leng Clan to sober up. Upon hearing his words, their hearts involuntarily trembled. His son?
The person who died wasn't Yan Tie's disciple?
They finally understood. So it turned out that Yan Tie's disciple was Yan Tie's biological son. No wonder he hated Yan Tie so much.
"Enough." Leng Ning's father walked over to Leng Ning and squatted down, glaring at Yan Tie in rage. "She wasn't the one who killed Leng Ning. She's already dead, yet you still want to refine her into a puppet? Are you even human?"
Yan Tie glared at him, as a sinister light flickered in his eyes. Leng Ning's father roared, "Impudent! Get back here!"
Leng Ning's father coldly glanced at him. After which, he carried Leng Ning's body and walked away. When he saw his own daughter dying here, as a father, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.
As a member of the Leng Clan, he had always been oppressed by his clan, and had done many things to let Leng Ning down. But at this moment, he truly felt pain in his heart. To think that Yan Tie wouldn't even spare his daughter's corpse.
"Hehe." Yan Tie laughed sinisterly as he stepped out, following behind Leng Ning's father. Abruptly, a Puppet appeared in front of him, rushing towards Leng Ning's father.
Leng Ning's father placed Leng Ning down and walked towards the Puppet. At the instant of collision, Leng Ning's father was forced backwards. Yan Tie leisurely walked to Leng Ning's side as he spoke in a low voice, "Even in death, don't dream of peace. And that Qin Wentian, as well as that archer, all of you will die miserably, becoming my puppets."
Far away, Fan Le watched from the window. The flames in his body blazed madly, and his countenance contorted as the Empyrean Flame Bloodline erupted forth.
"RUMBLE!" His aura rose crazily, and he actually broke through at this moment. His eyes were burning with flames, and golden light gradually shone in his eyes. Behind him, a bow appeared, a bow bathed in golden flames.
"Leng Ning, I will avenge you." Fan Le's voice was hoarse and hoarse. With a deafening boom, the entire room was engulfed in flames. Yan Tie and the rest turned their gazes over, only to see nine resplendent flaming arrows shooting towards them. Each arrow was as fast as lightning, akin to a beam of terrifying light.
"Hmph." Yan Tie coldly snorted. Seeing the arrows flying towards him, he slammed out with his palms, causing a black-colored palm imprint to appear, imprinting itself onto the arrows. However, at the same time, three of the arrows changed direction, emitting a humming sound, as though they were wailing in grief.
"Bzzz!" The arrows shot downwards, directly piercing into Leng Ning's corpse. Abruptly, the terrifying flames engulfed Leng Ning's corpse.
"Who?!" Yan Tie roared in rage. After which, he saw a fatty bathed in flames riding on a demonic beast, transforming into a streak of golden light as he sped away!
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