Chapter 2288
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She sees that the man's eyes are red, just like a madman.
"Jun Muyan, did you steal my treasure? Did you sign a contract with my treasure? "
Looking at him like this, Muyan is simply speechless.
"Qin Qingye, is there something wrong with your brain? Isn't this just an ordinary chicken? And treasure? And a contract? Why would I sign a contract with a little chick?! "
"Chirp ~ ~"
As if it heard its mother's call, the furry yellow head pokes out, looks at Muyan askew, and calls out.
The voice in Muyan's mind is soft and tender: "Mama is calling me?"
Muyan suddenly feels a headache.
She pushes Little Huang's head back and looks at Qin Qingye again.
Qin Qingye has regained his composure by now. He sneers with a gloomy face: "You're just a mortal, how could you know the value of my treasure? You're not qualified to know what it is. "
"Jun Muyan, give it back to me now, and I can guarantee that I'll spare your dog life!"
As he speaks, Little Huang has restlessly climbed out of Muyan's lapel.
Along her clothes, it climbs up to her shoulder and rubs its soft fur against her, calling out "Mama".
At the same time, he opened his big, black eyes and looked around.
It really looks like a little creature that has just come to the world, full of curiosity about everything.
Muyan retracts her gaze and says indifferently: "No."
Qin Qingye's gloomy face turns as black as ink in an instant.
His eyes are filled with intense resentment and jealousy as he watches Little Huang intimately rub against Muyan's body, "Jun Muyan, do you know what you're saying?"
"Do you know what my cultivation is? In my eyes, the Xiuzhen Continent's Crossing Tribulation Cultivators are like ants that can be casually trampled to death."
"If it wasn't to attract the attention of the higher-ups, it would be as easy as turning over my hand if I wanted to kill you."
"Or do you really think that you're qualified to compete with me after defeating the Rotten Dragon!"
Muyan slightly lowers her eyes and doesn't speak.
The ceiling of the underground palace breaks, and a faint light shines down from above, shining on her body.
Under the light, her snow-white skin is like the most beautiful and exquisite white porcelain.
Her slender figure and beautiful face seemed so fragile.
Qin Qingye thinks that she's afraid, so she snorts coldly: "Jun Muyan, you should be content. I know that you're a remnant of the Shen Musicians, but I'm willing to let you go."
"Think about it carefully. Is it really worth it to go against an immortal like me for a little yellow chick?"
As he spoke, he slowly walked forward, extended his hand, and said in a low voice, "Come, quickly return my treasure to me."
"Ji ji!"
The little chick was so scared that it hid behind Mu Yan. "Mommy, the bad guy is grabbing me!"
As he spoke, he spat at Qin Qingye.
Qin Qingye's face darkened. She finally lost all her patience and reached out to grab the little chick.
However, just as his hand was about to touch the little chick, a voice suddenly rang out.
Something suddenly fell from the sky.
The wind was howling, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.
Even with Qin Qingye's composure, she couldn't help but change her expression.
He turned around and wanted to retreat, but he felt as if his body was bound by some kind of power, and he couldn't circulate the celestial force in his body for a while.
During this moment of delay, the thing above had already fallen straight down.
"Ah –!!"
Qin Qingye screamed, blood splattering everywhere.
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