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1938. Chapter 1938 The Final Battle 4

The remaining power now is only half of what it was before, but with half the power of the once most glorious clan, can't it still be unable to win over a woman?

"Yue Qingqing, did you kill our sect leader?"

Before starting a war, you have to find a reason first, right?

In fact, the current Dongfang clan is no longer part of Dongfang Qing's clan. They have been fighting for hundreds of years. They wish Dongfang Qing would die soon, so how could they take revenge for him?

The picture only shows the space that Yue Qingqing can hold a living person.

Everyone present knew it very well.

Some people are still a little upset. If they had known they should have jumped out, it is rare for Yue Qing to have the opportunity to be alone.

Upon seeing this, Shangguan Lan subconsciously wanted to jump out, but was held down by the man beside him.

"You..." Shangguan Lan couldn't help but be shocked when she looked at the person hiding behind her.

"Shh!" Feng Qingyi wanted to tell her not to speak, but his "shh" was louder than anyone else's.

Yue Qing turned around helplessly.

Feng Qingyi jumped out, touched the back of his head and said: "Uncle, I was discovered by you!"

"you……"

"My junior uncle didn't ask me to come back!" Feng Qingyi immediately defended.

Under Yue's gentle gaze, he grinned stupidly, and then his head drooped: "Okay, actually it was my junior uncle who asked me to come back, but do I have to come back? If I don't come back, what will happen to these clowns?"

Junior uncle, I have to deal with it myself, it’s too tiring!”

Yue Qingqing frowned slightly, but finally said nothing.

It seems that Feng Qingyi will not leave!

Fortunately, she didn't see what would happen to Feng Qingyi, so she left it to him.

"You handle it!"

When Feng Qingyi heard this, she jumped up excitedly.

He stepped on the face of the person who asked the question and knocked him to the ground.

Just listen to a "click", and then... nothing more!

A master at the Shenxuan level was trampled to death by him!

"My junior master's aunt killed one person in one step and killed many people. How can she still remember whether she killed your Lao Shizi sect leader? However, even if she killed him, what do you think? What can you do?"

The aura in Feng Qingyi's body was faintly released, frightening the people of the Dongfang clan to the point where they did not dare to move.

Facing someone who can crush a master of the Mysterious God to death with just one kick, what else can they do?

"Papa pa pa"

The sound of clapping came from outside the door.

"Master Feng is so majestic!"

Jimo appeared in a bright red robe, with the same makeup, except that the white clothes with gold trim were replaced by red ones.

"You have discovered such an obvious advantage? How embarrassing!" Feng Qingyi's eyebrows were flying, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he stood up straight and clasped his fists at Jimo: "My aunt told me to be polite.

!Thank you for the compliment!"

The people present opened their mouths in shock. Didn't he hear that what the other party said was irony?

Jimo was not surprised by Feng Qingyi's nonsensical attitude. He walked slowly to the center of the banquet room and nodded with a smile.

His gaze was far-reaching, and his gaze clearly didn't fall on anyone, but it made people feel like he was staring at him.

"I have not yet congratulated the priest on his wedding!"

Under the guidance of these words, everyone in the banquet hall stood up and clasped their fists at Jimo: "Congratulations to the priest on your wedding!"
Chapter completed!
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