Chapter: 1749
"Miss Boss, you are a witness to the bet. I ask you now, but is it still worth it?"
If you dare to protect your nephew, you are the master, I will naturally swallow this breath, but in the future I will be promoted to the master, and sooner or later I will be liquidated.
Everyone looked out of the arena in unison.
Zhao Feichen said loudly:
"Auntie, this kid doesn't know good from bad, please suppress him."
Lian Sanyue stood on the sidelines, with one arm folded over his chest and the other holding a cigar, with a smile and an air of nothing to do with himself:
"Whatever the bet is, it is what it is!"
Zhao Feichen's face instantly collapsed.
What Zhang Yuanqing wanted was this sentence, his body turned into a dreamlike starlight, dissipated in the arena, and immediately appeared in front of Zhao Feichen.
"You bastard, are you really desperate?"
Being forced into such a situation under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Feichen's heart was already boiling with anger.
Ever since he was a child, has he ever been so embarrassed?
From childhood to adulthood, official deacons, powerful casual cultivators, and leaders of non-governmental organizations, as long as they are in Huadu, whoever is not polite to him will not be offended.
But this star official is like a stunned young man, who takes a little bit of reason and doesn't forgive others. Do you really think that a reason can travel all over the world?
"Do you really want to do it?" Zhao Feichen was furious: "Do you know the consequences of offending the Zhao family in Huadu, breaking my legs, even if you are an official deacon, you don't want to live, you stupid young man."
As an official middle-level cadre, the deacon has great power and is backed by the Five Elements Alliance. In theory, he is stronger than the direct line of the Lingjing family.
But the fact is that the direct descendants of the spiritual family are more expensive than most deacons.
In the major branches across the country, there are not many deacons who disappear without reason every year, but there are also quite a few. Not all of them died at the hands of evil professions.
Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand to wipe his face, a little golden paint emerged between his brows, and quickly spread across his entire cheeks, black and red outlined his majestic and upright facial features.
Seeing this face, Zhao Feichen felt indescribable fear and trepidation in his heart, just like seeing the ancestor of the family.
Zhang Yuanqing, who was wearing a golden face, looked directly at Zhao Feichen, and two golden lights suddenly shone in his eyes, like beams of light.
He activated the skill attached to the golden face - mental blow!
Zhao Feichen raised his head "ah", and let out a scream of extreme pain.
Zhang Yuanqing raised his foot, kicked down the arrogant Second Generation Ancestor, and held the Crimson Blade in his hand.
He raised his foot, stepped on Zhao Feichen's chest, looked down at the face of the handsome young master who was distorted by the pain, and said calmly:
"Stupid blue?
"Have you ever thought about it, in fact, the family background you are so proud of is not worth mentioning in my eyes."
After finishing the words, he raised his scarlet long sword and slashed down heavily.
Zhao Feichen's two thighs were broken at the root, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
He suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream, his face was pale, sweat was profuse, and then he rolled his eyelids and passed out. JrNovels.com
If you dare to protect your nephew, you are the master, I will naturally swallow this breath, but in the future I will be promoted to the master, and sooner or later I will be liquidated.
Everyone looked out of the arena in unison.
Zhao Feichen said loudly:
"Auntie, this kid doesn't know good from bad, please suppress him."
Lian Sanyue stood on the sidelines, with one arm folded over his chest and the other holding a cigar, with a smile and an air of nothing to do with himself:
"Whatever the bet is, it is what it is!"
Zhao Feichen's face instantly collapsed.
What Zhang Yuanqing wanted was this sentence, his body turned into a dreamlike starlight, dissipated in the arena, and immediately appeared in front of Zhao Feichen.
"You bastard, are you really desperate?"
Being forced into such a situation under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhao Feichen's heart was already boiling with anger.
Ever since he was a child, has he ever been so embarrassed?
From childhood to adulthood, official deacons, powerful casual cultivators, and leaders of non-governmental organizations, as long as they are in Huadu, whoever is not polite to him will not be offended.
But this star official is like a stunned young man, who takes a little bit of reason and doesn't forgive others. Do you really think that a reason can travel all over the world?
"Do you really want to do it?" Zhao Feichen was furious: "Do you know the consequences of offending the Zhao family in Huadu, breaking my legs, even if you are an official deacon, you don't want to live, you stupid young man."
As an official middle-level cadre, the deacon has great power and is backed by the Five Elements Alliance. In theory, he is stronger than the direct line of the Lingjing family.
But the fact is that the direct descendants of the spiritual family are more expensive than most deacons.
In the major branches across the country, there are not many deacons who disappear without reason every year, but there are also quite a few. Not all of them died at the hands of evil professions.
Zhang Yuanqing raised his hand to wipe his face, a little golden paint emerged between his brows, and quickly spread across his entire cheeks, black and red outlined his majestic and upright facial features.
Seeing this face, Zhao Feichen felt indescribable fear and trepidation in his heart, just like seeing the ancestor of the family.
Zhang Yuanqing, who was wearing a golden face, looked directly at Zhao Feichen, and two golden lights suddenly shone in his eyes, like beams of light.
He activated the skill attached to the golden face - mental blow!
Zhao Feichen raised his head "ah", and let out a scream of extreme pain.
Zhang Yuanqing raised his foot, kicked down the arrogant Second Generation Ancestor, and held the Crimson Blade in his hand.
He raised his foot, stepped on Zhao Feichen's chest, looked down at the face of the handsome young master who was distorted by the pain, and said calmly:
"Stupid blue?
"Have you ever thought about it, in fact, the family background you are so proud of is not worth mentioning in my eyes."
After finishing the words, he raised his scarlet long sword and slashed down heavily.
Zhao Feichen's two thighs were broken at the root, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
He suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream, his face was pale, sweat was profuse, and then he rolled his eyelids and passed out. JrNovels.com
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