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Chapter 597

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Seeing that there aren't any soldiers coming, he finally panics a little, "What do you want? If you want gold, silver, treasures, rare Elixirs, I can give them all to you. Moreover, our daughter is a brilliant disciple of the Heavenly Road Sect, the number one genius of the Yanwu Continent. You should know that offending our Jing Cheng Country will not end well. "

"Hahaha …" the people from the Ink Camp can't help but laugh, "What Jing Cheng Country's royal family, it turns out to be just a bunch of gutless softies! Dog Emperor, do you know why we want to lay our hands on you? "

"Why … why?!"

Guan Hu reveals his dense white teeth, saying sinisterly: "It's because your good daughter, Gong Qianxue, has an irreconcilable enmity with my family's Miss. As the saying goes, a daughter pays a father's debt, so a daughter's debt naturally has to be paid by you, her parents and relatives. So if you want to blame someone, hehe, blame that snake and scorpion's daughter of yours! "

Gong Yanhai's complexion greatly changes. He suddenly turns around and runs towards the rear with all his might.

At this moment, he doesn't even care about the lives of his wife, children, and ministers.

When the people from the Ink Camp are about to catch up to him, he even directly grabs a concubine and blocks the blade for him.

And it's also because of this moment of delay.

A dozen or so gusts of wind suddenly break through the air from the southeast direction.

Gong Yanhai's originally panicked face suddenly brightens when he sees these approaching figures.

"Hahahaha …" Gong Yanhai snaps his head back, his face malevolent as he stares at Muyan, "Your time of death has come!"

As he speaks, those dozen or so figures have already landed by Gong Yanhai's side.

Bowing towards him, they say: "Your Majesty, these subordinates have come to the rescue too late …"

"Kill them! Kill them all for me! " Gong Yanhai abruptly interrupts them, panting heavily, "Except for that little slut, kill everyone else. I want them to know the consequences of provoking my Jing Cheng Country's royal family! "

The guards in the palace have indeed all been dealt with by the people from the Ink Camp.

But those guards aren't the Gong family's biggest safeguard.

Their safeguard is this group of Precelestial experts.

A whole twelve Precelestial experts!

That's a fighting force comparable to thousands of troops and horses!

Gong Yanhai had just fled in a panic because he knew that these elders would soon arrive.

As long as he could drag this out until the elders arrived, these thieves would definitely die.

He viciously looked at the leader of the thieves, the girl who was so beautiful that she didn't seem like a mortal.

He had expected to see her panic-stricken expression.

Unexpectedly, her face was still as calm as before, and there was even a lazy smile on her lips.

Seeing the twelve people approaching him, Yang Ling's eyes widened.

Muyan waves her hand, "Tianji Unit, Ink Camp, withdraw! Guard the palace gates. "

"It's the sound!"

With a response, the more than a hundred people who had just surrounded Muyan retreated like a tide.

Only Mu Yan, Bai Yichen, Yan Haotian, Ru Yan, and Feng Haitang were left on the field.

Mu Yan stretched out a slender jade finger and pointed at the surrounding Precelestial experts. She chuckled and said, "One, two, three, four … a total of twelve people. I'll take eight and you four. How about it?"

Hearing this, Bai Yichen and the others looked ashamed.

The young miss dealt with eight by herself, while the four of them could only deal with four.

This was simply telling them how big of a gap there was between them and the young miss.

However, they couldn't refute him at all.

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