Chapter 4108
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The aura of death finally made Wu Fu 'er feel fear.
She tried her best to roll her eyes as her fingers dug into Ye Qing Luo's hand.
"Ye Qing Luo!" Hall Head Wu Yan clenched her teeth as her eyes blazed with fire. Her Profound Energy was tensed up as though it would explode at any moment, "You dare to hurt Fu 'er, I will make you regret …. that you were born into this world!"
Ye Qing Luo raised her brows as she gave a casual smile, "It's not a loss for me to be buried with Yan City's Mysterious Maiden."
"You!" Hall Head Wu Yan was so angry that she almost crushed her teeth.
She regretted underestimating Ye Qing Luo's sinister level!
Regretted not being able to protect her own granddaughter!
Which gave Ye Qing Luo a chance!
When had Fu 'er ever suffered such pain?
Looking at Wu Fu 'er's twisted expression, Hall Head Wu Yan's heart broke.
She was filled with rage but she didn't dare to act rashly.
In Hall Head Wu Yan's heart, she agreed with Ye Qing Luo's words.
Her Fu 'er, the most beautiful lady in the world, had an unlimited bright future.
How could she be buried with Ye Qing Luo!
"What I want, is merely an apology, is my request too much?" Ye Qing Luo tilted her head innocently.
Following that, she put on a saintly white lotus expression, expressing her puzzlement.
A "you're obviously in the wrong, I'm asking you to apologise, not asking for your life" look.
The more she pretended to be innocent, the more "you're being unreasonable" expression.
This made Hall Head Wu Yan so angry that she almost threw up blood.
She suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth, "Alright, I'll apologise to you, let go of Fu 'er!"
After saying this sentence.
Hall Head Wu Yan practically used all the strength in his body to restrain his raging emotions.
Between his teeth, he spat out a few words, "You. Can. Not.
Ye Qing Luo clicked her tongue, "So insincere? As though I'm forcing you to apologise, Hall Head Wu Yan doesn't recognise your own mistake? "
"Don't push your luck!" Hall Head Wu Yan was furious.
Ye Qing Luo touched Wu Fu 'er's face, "Hall Head Wu Yan doesn't seem to dote on this granddaughter of yours."
Hall Head Wu Yan was so angry that she was trembling.
That was an anger that she tried her best to suppress.
The surging profound energy, wave after wave rippled out in the air.
The air whistled like a hurricane.
A tyrannical pressure covered the entire space.
The surrounding disciples of Ling Long Palace were so frightened that they did not dare to make a sound.
This was the first time he had met someone like Ye Qing Luo who didn't play her cards according to common sense and whose skin was so thick that it was indestructible.
"How do you want me to apologize?" Hall Chief Wu Yan's eyes were sharp as he asked word by word.
Ye Qing Luo replied, "Do you need me to teach you how to apologize? How insincere. "
Hall Head Wu Yan shut his eyes tightly, suppressing his anger as he slowly walked towards Ye Qing Luo.
Immediately after, he faced Ye Qing Luo and slowly bowed down …
"I, Hall Master Wu Yan, represent Fu-er to …"
Hall Leader Wu Yan's waist was just about to bend down.
An invisible force stopped Hall Chief Wu Yan's movements.
The young girl's clear and melodious laughter reached his ears, "Hall Master Wu Yan really dotes on the Mystic Fairy of the Wu Yan City. It's really enviable."
Hall Leader Wu Yan had yet to react.
He straightened his body under the invisible force.
Right in front of him, he saw Wu Fu 'er being thrown into his arms.
Hall Leader Wu Yan immediately stretched out his hand and carefully caught Wu Fu 'er, bringing her into his arms.
"Fu 'er! Fu 'er! "
Hall Leader Wu Yan anxiously called out Wu Fu 'er's name, his face filled with worry.
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