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Chapter 4999

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That was a human shaped puppet.

The size of a palm.

It was meticulously carved from the best quality wood.

The puppet had a nose and eyes, even the clothes on it were lifelike.

Ye Qing Luo only took one look and she could tell …..

This puppet was carved on …. Who else could it be if it wasn't Long Yun Zhan?

Fourth Elder Jiang used this to control Long Yun Zhan?

Ye Qing Luo's sleeves fluttered as she swept the puppet into her palm.

"You … return the thing to me!" Fourth Elder Jiang's face sunk when he saw that.

He couldn't care less about his bleeding hand as he struck towards Ye Qing Luo, trying to get the puppet back.

"Bam — —"

An extremely thick Profound Wave seemed to have crossed the mountains and rivers as it pressed forward.

Fourth Elder Jiang had yet to get close to Ye Qing Luo.

He was slammed onto the ground by an invisible Profound Wave.

As soon as Fourth Elder Jiang turned his head, he saw Third Elder Jiang lying on the ground, moaning in pain.

Fourth Elder Jiang's face turned pale as he looked towards the direction where the Profound Wave came from.

He saw that man who was originally fighting with Third Elder Jiang, was now holding the seriously injured Ye Qing Luo expressionlessly.

That pair of pure and innocent, sapphire like eyes.

But it seemed as though it was gathering a storm.

He just stood there, hugging the young lady without moving.

His entire body emitted a terrifying and vast aura.

Just indifferently, he swept a glance over them.

That gaze was as though he was looking at a corpse.

It brought along an invisible horrifying pressure.

It was shocking.

Third Elder Jiang and Fourth Elder Jiang's hearts suddenly trembled as they stared at Di Mo Xuan in disbelief.

Who was this man?

How could he have such a powerful ability?!

"Bring him away."

The man's deep and icy cold voice spoke out indifferently.

He was obviously looking at Ye Qing Luo.

But Tong Zi Qing knew that this sentence was meant for her.

She immediately went forward and carried the motionless Long Yun Zhan onto her body.

Long Yun Zhan wasn't very cooperative.

The man directly grabbed the young lady's hand which was holding the puppet and squeezed hard!

Long Yun Zhan's stiff body suddenly turned soft as he closed his eyes and fell onto Tong Zi Qing's shoulder.

"Commander …" Tong Zi Qing cried out worriedly.

"He won't die." Di Mo Xuan interrupted coldly. "Let's go."

In the surroundings, there were more than a hundred profound practitioners guarding them.

At this moment …

No one dared to take even half a step forward.

Looking at that young and harmless man … To be more precise, it would be more appropriate to describe him as a teenager.

However, he only managed to touch the other party's aura.

It was as if their bodies were nailed to the ground.

Unable to move.

He could only look on helplessly as he slowly left with the black-haired girl in his arms.

Until the person who had barged into their headquarters completely disappeared before their eyes.

After the suffocating pressure disappeared, Ye Qingtang's eyes widened.

Only then did everyone feel as though their lives had been saved.

"Trash! A bunch of trash! "

Third Elder Jiang was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and roared.

This roar affected the wounds on his body, and he coughed out a large mouthful of blood.

Fourth Elder Jiang wore a dark expression as he allowed the guards to lift them up.

The Third Elder of Jiang Clan was still throwing a tantrum and cursing.

Fourth Elder Jiang was having a headache from all the ruckus as he squinted at Third Elder Jiang and spoke in a cold voice, "What are you shouting for? They are trash, aren't you trash as well? "

"What do you mean?!" Third Elder Jiang flew into a rage when he was scolded.

Fourth Elder Jiang's eyes sunk, "Haven't you noticed? That young man …. His ability, is not something that you and I can match up to. "

Seventh Miss Who Likes Trash: Overlord, please be gentler with your love. Seventh Miss Who Likes Trash: Overlord, please be gentler with your love.

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