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Chapter 1622

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"Sigh, although this old man would really like to properly entertain our 'guests' who have come from afar, but all of you have insisted on bullying this old man's disciple. Just this one point, this old man will not be so nice anymore." The little old man said with a sigh, seemingly feeling a little regretful.

[They dared to call their Little Ya a "slut"?]

[There is no need for this bunch of people to continue living.]

Under the dim light of night, a bloody massacre was quietly being carried out. There was no intense battle, no clash of spirit powers. The dark robed men only watched with their eyes as the little old man slowly took a step forward, that stooped back figure swaying slightly before their eyes. When that swaying figure disappeared, they suddenly felt a suffocatingly powerful aura shrouding the hearts of every single one of them.

Suddenly, more than ten dark robed men, including the few Silver Spirits, had not even been able to let out a single cry of shock when they exploded in an instant, blood and flesh flying everywhere, staining the ground red under the moonlight!

The splattered blood and flesh fell like rain, smashing into the ground with a sticky sound.

Su Ya and Tian Ze's brows creased up slightly as they stared at the little old man standing within the rain of blood, his hands clasped behind his back.

[Over there is a fella that even the Twelve Palaces and the Nine Temples have no choice but to fear!]

[Their Master!]

After killing more than ten powerful pugilists in seconds, the little old man stepped over the blood and flesh splattered all over the ground, slowly walking towards Su Ya. His face still held that devious smile, his half narrowed eyes filled with mirth, as he looked at Su Ya dotingly.

"Little Ya, don't be angry. Your Master has avenged you. Come come come, you have not come out of the wine cellar for a long time. Now that you have finally come out today, do you want to accompany your Master for a drink or two? "

The little old man who had just created a storm of blood and gore had instantly turned into a mischievous old urchin, laughing merrily as he extended an invitation to his disciple to drink to his heart's content.

However, Su Ya merely stared at the smile on the little old man's face and she pursed up the corners of her lips, only saying a single word after a long while.

"No, I'm tired." Upon saying that, Su Ya turned around to leave, unwilling to say anything more to the little old man.

The little old man opened his mouth and stared at Su Ya's resolute back, his eyes filled with a tinge of disappointment and helplessness.

"Sigh." He let out a deep sigh. He did not have the domineering aura of a massacre, nor did he have the slightest bit of complacency. There was only a trace of loneliness. He lowered his head slightly and sighed as he left. His silhouette under the moonlight was somewhat pitiful.

Tian Ze looked helplessly at his Master and Senior Sister. How many years had this situation been going on?

In the end, Senior Sister still hasn't untied the knot in her heart about what happened back then.

In Master's heart, he must really want to reconcile with Senior Sister, right?

"Little Tian." The little old man who had walked more than ten steps away suddenly stopped.

Tian Ze's eyes turned serious. This kind of little old man always made him feel a little sympathetic.

The little old man turned his head and looked at Tian Ze.

"Clean up this place before daybreak. Don't let those little fellows scare us. Your Master will go back and rest first." After saying that, the little old man turned around and left.

Tian Ze instantly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

This was too f * cking bad treatment!

Senior-apprentice Sister is your disciple, and I am also your disciple, but why did you throw all the dirty work to me!!

Tian Ze deeply regretted the little bit of sympathy he had felt for the little old man earlier.

He was the one who should be pitied the most alright!!

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