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Chapter 422 I am their husband(2/2)

He was so frightened that he lay on the ground, kowtowed three times, and confessed again and again.

Li Xiuyuan turned around and looked at the saint Ye Qiuyun who was three feet away, and said coldly: "Since it was your brother Ye Feng who caused it, it will be up to you, my sister, to repay the consequences today!"

At this time, Ye Feng, who was hiding in the crowd, was so frightened that he could not speak!

The boy back then was already a nightmare in his life, but he didn't expect that he would move in with his sister, and this guy would still not be afraid.



Ye Qiuyun, who had the fairy sword in her hand, looked at the young man in front of her and frowned, because she saw that the young girl Jasmine had put away the spiritual sword that she had been holding in her hand since the young man appeared.

Wuxin on the high platform and Jasmine under the high platform, they fell to the ground, obviously working on the creation of infuriating energy to repair the body.

These two hateful guys were practicing martial arts to heal their injuries right under his nose.

And she didn't feel a trace of fairy spirit from the body of the young man in front of her!

Why can't I feel the cultivation of this mortal-like young man in front of me, not even a trace of aura? What is going on?

Ye Qiuyun turned to look at the two Mahayana realm elders in Shenhua Valley. The two elders shook their heads and secretly told her that they couldn't understand either.

"Be careful!" The second elder, who felt something was wrong, warned in a solemn voice.

So, Ye Qiuyun pointed the fairy sword in his hand at the young man in front of him and said coldly: "Your female disciple hurt our disciple, and so do you!"

"So?" Li Xiuyuan scolded coldly: "When you deceive my students from the west of the city to the city lord's palace, you are already a dead person!"

"Boom!" A sound was heard, like a thunder striking the heads of thousands of people again!

A young man with no cultivation, a mortal, actually opened his mouth to treat the saint of Shenhua Valley as a dead person!

Only the city lord quietly retreated back after hearing this, and gradually withdrew from everyone's sight!

He narrowly escaped death and spent thirty years in exchange for the forgiveness of the young murderer. In his opinion, this was a cost-effective deal!

As for whether the young man is a god or a mortal, that is not something he needs to care about.

"You talk too much!"
Chapter completed!
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