Chapter 4161
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Was there really nothing she could do in the face of the mighty Yan Dynasty? Her opponent had used a Spiritual Emperor card to destroy all of her hard work.
How many Spiritual Emperors were there in Yan Dynasty?
Cough, cough —
At that thought, Feng Wu felt so sad that she spat out a mouthful of blood.
She was no match for General Yi, and wouldn't be able to withstand a second strike … What could she do?
Meanwhile, looking at the people in front of Feng Wu, Young General Yi smirked. "What can a human wall like you possibly do?"
After that, he raised his right hand, and a violent palm strike was forming.
Feng Wu's face darkened!
This strike was even more powerful than the one before!
"Back off!" With the last of her strength, Feng Wu pushed the three of them away, while she faced General Yi's palm strike herself.
Young General Yi's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Go, die!"
Goodbye, the genius girl who could threaten a princess.
Young general Yi's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, but in the next moment, he froze.
Not only did he stop moving, but even the force of his palm froze in mid-air. Meanwhile, Feng Wu watched on in amazement.
She glanced sideways at the teenager next to her, then at General Yi, and her head buzzed …
Feng Wu said, "You …"
"You what?" The teenager flicked Feng Wu on the head and said grumpily, "I was only gone for a short while, and you're already being bullied?"
On the other side, Young General Yi glared at the blue-robed youngster, his pupils constricting violently. He wanted to speak, but because his entire body was sealed, he couldn't utter a single word.
"Here." The teenager handed the fish he was holding to Feng Wu. "You've only caught one fish, and someone is going to tear your house down. Tsk, tsk. "
The teenager patted Feng Wu's head in disdain. "Alright, I'm here to help you."
"This General Yi is very capable …" Feng Wu was a little worried.
After that, the teenager dusted off his hands and glanced at Feng Wu with a sneer. "Hey, I was wondering who it was. Isn't this the bastard son of the Yi family?"
"What did I just hear?" The blue-robed youth whispered, "Who are you going to kill?"
Young General Yi was finally able to move. He glared at the blue-robed youngster in front of him and gritted his teeth, his face contorted in anger.
Feng Wu's gaze shifted from General Yi to Luo Zilin, and then back to General Yi. These two were old acquaintances. That was for sure.
It was certain that the two of them had an old grudge.
So, Luo Zilin wasn't lying. He really was from the Great Yan Dynasty, and it seemed that he was of a higher rank than General Yi. Feng Wu was elated at that thought.
Young General Yi glared at the blue-robed youngster and gritted his teeth. "Why is Young Marquis Luo here too?"
Luo Zilin smiled faintly. "What an interesting thing to say. Why are you interfering with my business?"
Young General Yi secretly gritted his teeth, but he still put on a respectful expression when facing Luo Zilin. "I wouldn't dare."
"Why wouldn't you dare?" Luo Zilin smirked. He looked at Feng Wu next to him and saw the blood on her clothes and at the corner of her mouth. His eyes grew even colder. "How dare you hurt my little girl. Yi Ziqi, you're really something."
His little girl?
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