Ishihara Kanna was speechless.

The words are rough and the reasoning is not rough!

Although Qin Lang's words contained a strong sense of threat, they were not unreasonable. With the support of the jounin under her, if she could avenge her hatred, she would not have fled to Kelan back then.

Why, are you hesitating here because you are worried that some of your innermost thoughts will be heard by your confidants?

Otherwise, you can just sit upstairs. If you don’t feel anything, just sit there. If you feel something, just do it.

Qin Lang suggested thoughtfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a whoosh, and a dagger struck towards Kanna Ishihara who was kneeling on the ground.

In just an instant, Ishihara Kanna left her original position and quickly escaped.

The bloody mandala came up from the body and attacked Ishihara Kanna continuously. Every move was aimed at her beautiful face.

My heart is full of anger!

This vixen from a foreign country, pretending to be reserved in front of her?!

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Doesn't this kind of thing just show the mentality that the harder it is to get the right man, the more addictive it will be?

Do you dare to make wishful thinking in front of her?

Beautiful thought!

After several attacks, Bloody Mandala looked at Kanna Ishihara who had been avoiding him, frowned slightly, and sneered. He was worthy of being the dark master of the Dark Blade. His strength was even greater than that of a Jonin. It seemed like

I underestimated you!

Just when she was about to say it, Qin Lang stopped her and said, "Stop."

What are you doing! Didn’t I tell you that you have to be obedient when you come here?!

The bloody mandala's forward momentum stopped abruptly. She clapped her hands and rolled her eyes charmingly. I didn't really want to kill her. Didn't I see that you had an idea and help you heat up the food?

Now it's better, the sweat has flowed, the food is hot, you can do whatever you like!

Mr. Qin, is this your sincerity? If Huannai hadn't learned the art of ninja since he was a child, I am afraid that he would have been taken down by your female killer by now!

Ishihara Huannai was angry and shouted at Qin Lang's cold voice.

The majestic master of the Dark Blade controls the lives and deaths of thousands of people with just a single thought.

Have you ever suffered such humiliation?

Even, he was almost taken down by Bloody Mandala!

Don't be angry. Come here first and talk slowly if you have something to do. Qin Lang waved and waited until Ishihara Kanna came to him, picked up a glass of wine that had not been finished, handed it over, and drank a glass of wine to calm down.

Mr. Qin, do you mean to dismiss Huannai with a glass of wine? Is Huannai's life so unworthy of mention in your heart?

Between Ishihara Kanna's brows, she is full of charm, a natural temperament, like a foxy girl.

I have to say that although Bloody Mandala was suspected of being jealous, she definitely did not misunderstand that Ishihara Kanna, this girl from Sakura Country, is a vixen.

She looks like a noble lady. I don’t know what she looks like when no one is around.

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What did Miss Huannai say? In my eyes, your life is definitely not worth mentioning. It is so precious that I will cherish it dearly!

Qin Lang kept the posture of passing the wine in his hand.

Ishihara Huannai glanced in the direction of the bloody mandala, and then looked back at Qin Lang. Then Mr. Qin, why don't you seek justice for Huannai?

Just now, Huannai didn't do anything to offend this sister, let alone be rude to her, right?

Top!

Qin Lang said coldly, staring at the bloody mandala with a somewhat unhappy expression.

Blood Mandala raised his head unhappily, as arrogantly as a black swan, and snorted, "What are you doing?!"

Come here! Qin Lang spoke and ordered in a tone that left no room for doubt.

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Bloody Mandala was stunned on the spot, never expecting that Ishihara Kanna, a vixen, could actually make Qin Lang care so much with just one sentence, and even yell at her?!

Could it be that the companionship of so many days is not worth a vixen from the Sakura Kingdom?!

She felt unspeakable frustration and annoyance in her heart. She clenched the dagger tightly in her hand, wishing she could start immediately and cut Ishihara Kanna's face into a big face!

However, she did not dare to do things that she could obviously do.

Because she didn't know what Qin Lang would think after she did that, or even how he would punish her!

Come here! Qin Lang spoke for the second time.

Bloody Mandala hesitated, no matter how unwilling he was, he did not dare to refute after seeing Qin Lang's seriousness. He could only stagger and reluctantly walked in the direction of Qin Lang.

Ishihara Kanna looked at the reluctant look of Bloody Mandala, with a trace of imperceptible joy in her eyes.

She knew that she was no match for Bloody Mandala, and she also knew that the woman was playing tricks on her earlier.

But even if you don't have murderous intentions and you tease her, you still have to pay the price.

And now, Qin Lang has become a knife in her hand!

Seeing the bloody mandala approaching, he felt as disgusted as if he saw Lin Shuangquan alive, and reluctantly lowered his head.

At this moment, Qin Lang stretched out his hand and suddenly pulled the bloody mandala into his arms. The glass of wine in his hand splashed all over Ishihara Kanna's beautiful face, and even the cup was thrown into his arms.

Her smooth forehead.

You cursed and took things too far, and you asked my top to apologize to you?

Who the hell are you? The princess of Sakura Country? In my eyes, you are just a bitch!

Remember your identity. If I give you face, you can accept it. If I don’t give you face, you can’t force it!

Don't say that my top didn't do anything to you. Even if it scratches your face with dozens of blood marks, you still have to bear it obediently!

Ishihara Kanna was so shocked that she didn't even wipe the drink off her face. She stared at Qin Lang in front of her with her beautiful eyes wide open, her whole body trembling with anger.

Whoosh whoosh!

Three consecutive black shadows approached Qin Lang at a strange speed.

Bloody Mandala, who was held in his arms, had a flash of scarlet color in his eyes, and then he left his arms and quickly came out with a dagger in each hand.

A face-to-face meeting.

He directly killed the three Jonin who appeared, and even their heads fell to the floor, making a grunting sound.
Chapter completed!