Chapter 4606
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They didn't dare to fight back for fear of hurting this young man. On the other hand, Hao 'er's attacks closed in on them step by step. For a moment, it also made it somewhat strenuous for the two to dodge.
At this moment, the dozen or so disciples behind them quietly surrounded Seventeen. To deal with a low level cultivator like Seventeen who had just started cultivating, any one of the disciples could absolutely suppress him. It didn't take long for them to capture Seventeen.
"Stop! Otherwise, we'll kill him! "A disciple holding Seventeen shouted as he pressed the sword in his hand against Seventeen's neck.
"Seventeen!" Yue 'er exclaimed, and her pair of beautiful big eyes emitted flames of anger.
Mu Chen pursed his lips and clenched his fists. He didn't say anything and just stared coldly at the disciple holding the sword against Seventeen's neck.
Hao 'er stopped. His gaze was as sharp as a knife as he looked coldly at that disciple. That cold gaze made that disciple shudder and involuntarily shrink back. However, his hand that was holding the sword on Seventeen's neck did not move away.
"Capture him!"
A shout was heard. First Elder rushed over with people and immediately ordered the disciples to capture Hao 'er.
"Young Master, don't worry about me!" Seventeen shouted and struggled, but he was cut by the sword and blood seeped out of his neck.
"Seventeen, don't move!"
Hao 'er shouted coldly. His cold little face was as cold as ice. His gaze swept across Seventeen's bleeding neck and then stared at the disciple. He said word by word, "If he dies, I want you and your family to be buried with him!"
Because of these words and also because of Hao 'er's cold gaze and serious expression, the disciple was pushed back. The disciple was forced back. His face turned pale and his lips trembled. He couldn't help but take a step back and carefully moved the sword away from Seventeen's neck. He was afraid that Seventeen would die under his sword again.
Seventeen listened to Hao 'er's words with tears in his eyes and a lump in his throat. He stood stiffly and didn't move. He watched as a few disciples went forward and tied Hao 'er up with ropes.
"I'm sorry, Young Master. I've implicated you." He lowered his head in self-reproach and felt very guilty.
"It's not your fault. I can't beat them." Hao 'er stared coldly at the First Elder as he spoke. At the same time, he ordered, "Silver Wolf, take Chen' er and Yue 'er away!"
"I'm not leaving! I want to go with big brother! "Yue 'er shouted.
"I'm not leaving either," Mu Chen said, standing still.
The Silver Wolf glanced at the two little guys and did not say anything. Because even if they fled with them now, they didn't know where they'd flee to. Not to mention that they were so young, so how could they survive without Hao 'er and Seventeen by their side?
In addition, Hao 'er was its contracted master. It couldn't just leave him like that.
"Hahahahaha, you can't leave even if you want to."
A wild and sinister laughter rang out. His tone was filled with excitement and viciousness.
The Silver Wolf immediately turned around and stood in front of the two little fellows to protect them. Its bloodthirsty and ferocious eyes stared at the large group of people who were rushing towards them. Its vigilant gaze swept past those people and landed on the cultivator who was wearing a black cloak at the front.
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