Chapter 3232
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Butterfly Saint Dharma was in so much pain that her entire body turned stiff.
The robe on her chest was stained with blood.
She turned her head sideways and discovered that the young lady who was laughing beside her earlier, had unknowingly appeared behind her.
The young lady's eyes were enchanting, her pink lips had a slight smile and her face was innocent and pure.
But the action of her hands was totally incompatible with her expression.
The young lady's hand moved slowly.
Butterfly Saint Dharma felt that the wound on her back was as though it was cut open by a sharp weapon.
"Oh!"
Suddenly, the sharp blade was pulled away from her back.
Fresh blood spurted out.
She lost the strength to support herself.
Butterfly Saint Dharma's body fell heavily onto the ground.
A distorted face, so painful that her facial features could not be seen.
Ye Qing Luo shook the blood stained dagger in her hand lightly.
Ye Qing Luo bent over and looked down at Butterfly Saint Dharma, "This is the pain that the shadow is suffering, there are still ninety-nine more stabs."
Butterfly Saint Dharma was in so much pain that she almost fainted.
But her consciousness was still clear. She could clearly feel the feeling of the sharp blade piercing through the flesh and bones.
She could even hear the sound of the sharp blade entering the flesh and bones.
Ninety-nine stabs …
Pay back a hundred times?
Did Ye Qing Luo really want to stab her a hundred times?!
"Don't worry, within these one hundred stabs, I will not let you die." Ye Qing Luo "kindly" smiled, "You should believe in my medical skills."
Butterfly Saint Dharma's face was ashen.
It would be better to just let her die!
Ye Qing Luo was still smiling, but the expression on her face turned solemn.
"Soldiers of Valley Wind City, Imperial Palace's disciples, the team leader who invaded Southern Continent has been captured …. Next, it's your battlefield!"
Her voice was clear and ethereal, following the wind, resounding through every corner of the battlefield.
The soldiers were burning with fighting intent.
The battlefield, clashing and killing once again.
But …..
This time round, the situation had completely reversed.
Secluded Palace's disciples, dead corpses and puppets were almost defeated.
"Grand General, please lock up this team leader. Later on, I will take revenge ….. for the remaining ninety-nine stabs." Ye Qing Luo looked at the Grand General and smiled.
The reversal of the situation made the usually dignified Grand General's eyes redden.
He solemnly looked at Ye Qing Luo as he clenched his fist tightly, replying in a sonorous and forceful voice, "Imperial Madam, leave it to me! I'll definitely look after her for you! "
Ye Qing Luo smiled without saying a word.
As the general held the Butterfly Saint Technique with one hand and walked towards the inn.
The Butterfly Sacred Law could clearly hear the young girl behind her. She said to the man beside her in a light tone, "The people of Palace of Gloomy Darkness are really stupid. They really think they can rely on Wind Chime to make the people betray them and let them conquer the South Waves Continent. Are they questioning your attractiveness? "
The young woman smiled and continued, "It's all thanks to Feng Ling that we were able to take care of the Palace of Darkness' base and successfully take back the South Water Continent. The next time we meet, I'll have to thank her properly."
Wind Chimes …
Wind Chimes!
The Butterfly Saint Technique roared this name in her heart.
The Great General carried the Butterfly Saint Technique into the inn.
Ye Qing Luo then stopped her voice.
Di Mo Xuan's eyes drooped as he gazed at the young lady who was hugging his arm as his lips curled up slightly, "What are you scheming now?"
"I'm returning Wind Chimes's gift." Ye Qing Luo's eyes curved as her slender fingers poked Di Mo Xuan's chest fiercely, "Why, feeling heartache?"
Di Mo Xuan's large palm wrapped around her fingers as his voice was calm but gentle, "Yeah, heartache."
Ye Qing Luo's smile faded as her hand started to struggle, "What a great Di Mo Xuan! You dare to feel heartache for another woman?! "
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