< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Chapter 4960

Words:1100Update:23/08/07 15:22:45

Report

It could be seen how powerful the Grand Hall Master of Dark Void Hall was.

"Grand Hall Master, they're just passers-by, please be magnanimous and let them go ….." The teahouse boss couldn't bear to implicate the young couple.

"So much nonsense, do you believe that I'll teach you a lesson too!" The leader impatiently threw a punch towards the teahouse boss's face.

"Ah — —"

A sharp shriek pierced through the sky.

The leader painfully hugged his hand as he staggered backwards two steps.

The teahouse boss was suddenly let go.

Losing the support of his strength, he fell backwards weakly.

But, he didn't fall.

A fair little hand, clasped onto his shoulder.

A seemingly soft and slender wrist.

But it was able to steadily support his body, allowing him to stand firmly.

The teahouse boss heaved a sigh of relief while still in a state of shock.

Turning his head, he saw that dainty young lady with a sweet smile on her face.

He was so shocked that he broke out in cold sweat, "Madam, Madam Chao ….."

His original intention was not to involve the young couple in this matter.

He had not expected …..

But now, it was this young girl who had lent him a helping hand.

This time, how would the people from Dark Void Hall let her off?!

"Grand Hall Master!"

"Cousin Brother!"

A few exclamations were heard from the direction of that group of people.

The lady and the other cultivators who were dressed in martial arts attire, ran towards the leader.

They only saw that the leader's hand which was about to hit the teahouse boss's face, had a hole pierced through it, and water was gushing out.

That fiendish face, was twisted into a ball because of the pain.

It was …. that young lady who did this?!

The leader's eyes were sinister as she stared angrily at the direction of that dainty young lady, "Do you know who we are?!"

"Then, do you know who I am?" The young lady's tender lips curled upwards as she gave a light smile.

The young lady's question.

It made the surrounding people's hearts tighten.

The leader's brows creased tightly as she sized up Ye Qing Luo vigilantly, as though she was scrutinizing her identity.

If she dared to ask such a question …..

Presumably, the backing behind her, must be very strong.

The leader pondered for a moment and asked, "Who are you?"

Ye Qing Luo's delicate pink lips slowly rose upwards.

That half-smile, with a hint of mockery in it, caused the leading woman to feel a strange feeling in her heart for no reason.

Just as he was about to stop Ye Qing Luo from speaking.

He heard that melodious and soft voice, which was like that of a girl next door, enunciating every word —

"I, am, your, father!"

"Courting death!" The leader's eyes shot out a baleful aura, as the long spear in her hand swept out, directly piercing towards Ye Qing Luo.

Ye Qing Luo's expression didn't have the slightest change, instead she was all smiles as she looked at the incoming long spear.

His pink lips carelessly spat out words that made people feel ashamed and annoyed. "My good daughter, you're not dead yet. Why would your father seek death?"

The moment the spear fell …

In front of the young lady, an invisible barrier formed by an invisible shockwave blocked the spear.

After that, a ray of dark light tore through the sky and descended.

Bang!

The moment the earth-shattering explosion rang out, a loud sound rang out.

The leader of the group fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Only to see …..

That dainty young lady dressed in a peach coloured long dress, was being protected in the arms of a man dressed in a bamboo coloured long robe.

The leader of the group clearly saw …..

This earth-shattering dark light oppressive force.

It was just that the man had casually waved his sleeves and created it!

Trash Seventh Young Mistress: Lord Di Zun, please be gentler with your love. Trash Seventh Young Mistress: Lord Di Zun, please be gentler with your love.

You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.


Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.