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Chapter 430: Is there any room for a choice?
 
    Di Ming Jue’s complexion immediately goes black.
 
    His figure flashes, instantly appearing behind Muyan. Before anyone knows it, he has already taken off his robe, securely wrapping it around Muyan’s delicate form.
 
    With thick jealousy in the man’s voice, “Would you believe me, if I say that I will gouge out all the eyeballs of everyone here?”
 
    Han Ye and Ying Mei shudder: Jun Shang, you said ‘everyone’, but that shouldn’t include us, right?
 
    Muyan stares blankly at first, but then she can’t help but snicker.
 
    She doesn’t decline Di Ming Jue. Taking advantage of the offer, she uses his clothes to wrap herself up instead. She blinks up at him, “I just hate Li Jinting’s clothes.”
 
    She hates the wedding dress that Li Jinting had put on her.
 
    But she has tightened the clothes that Di Ming Jue draped on her.
 
    This kind of attitude, such a difference in intimacy and distance – what it means is already expressed very clearly.
 
    Di Ming Jue looks a bit stiff at first, but after quite a while, he lowly scolds her in a manner of showing strictness while he’s soft inside, “Even so, in the future, you can’t undress in front of other men again!”
 
    He growls somewhat loudly, and his tone is very strict – but, Jun Shang-daren, perhaps you would’ve been more convincing if your ears aren’t so red.
 
    ……
 
    “If you want to live, you can!” Muyan raises a hand, and dozens of bottles appear on the table, “What’s in this bottle is called Three Days’ Lost Soul. Those who take it will lose all their memories from the last three days.”
 
    “You have all come to know of too many things that you shouldn’t. It should be very obvious that I can’t let you guys leave alive with these secrets.”
 
    Hearing Muyan’s statement, everyone looks at each other.
 
    They all show hesitant expressions, “Who-who knows if those bottles contain poison or not?”
 
    “Hm… if it’s poison, what can you do?” Muyan has a disdainful look, “Do you still have any room to be picky?”
 
    Everyone’s expressions become incredibly unsightly. They’re extremely angry in their hearts, but they don’t have the smallest bit of courage to rebel.
 
    “I’ll take it!” Huang Yao’s Prince is the first to stand up and make his way towards Muyan. Without the slightest hesitation, he takes the porcelain bottle and drinks the draught inside it.
 
    Muyan has a faint smile, and she holds out a hand as a gesture to request him to leave.
 
    Huang Yao’s Prince was originally unhappy and resentful from the bottom of his heart. In front of the young woman’s charming smile however, his heart involuntarily jumps, and his face becomes very red.
 
    His escape also seems like he’s running out.
 
    “Seventh Prince, wait for me, I’ll drink it too!”
 
    The Seventh Prince’s subordinate drinks it down, and he rushes out in a similar way.
 
    He goes to catch up with the Seventh Prince. It’s only after they’ve gone a fair distance away from the Jin Wangfu that he fearfully says: “Your Highness, I didn’t expect that Jun Muyan’s background would actually have…”
 
    Suddenly, his voice spontaneously stops. His face shows a vacant expression, “Eh, shouldn’t I be inside the Palace, giving a report on the battle progress to His Imperial Majesty? How come I’m here?”
 
    The Seventh Prince also shows an astonished expression, “Why am I here?”
 
    ……
 
    This situation happens to every individual that leaves Jin Wangfu.
 
    There are also several people of Jin Wangfu who wanted to fish in troubled waters, and escape by pretending that they are guests – but Han Ye and Ying Mei saw through all of them.
 
    Han Ye can only sigh, saying: “Miss Jun’s skill in refining medicine is really too incredible.”
 
    “Granted that she can bring a dying person back to life, but going as far as making someone forget their memories from the past three days… even in the Xiuxian Continent, there are very few people who can refine such a substance, right?”
 
    Ying Mei’s indifferent face reveals a rare look of worship and admiration, quietly saying: “Miss is naturally the best. There’s nothing that she can’t do.”
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EMHS – ch429

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Chapter 429: Xiao Bao knows his mistake
 
    Even if it could really control a human, the insect will inevitably suffer an enormous backlash.
 
    This is the law of heaven and earth, the weak are prey to the strong. This is the most basic difference in rank.
 
    Before Qing Feng loses consciousness, a conversation between his Master and Princess Qianxue suddenly flashes through his mind.
 
    “What is an Immortal fetus?”
 
    “The Immortal fetus is a living body that is above all living things by nature. When they are born, they are destined to rule mortals and reign the world, so they receive the greatest gift of heaven and nature. If you eat the Immortal fetus, even though you still won’t be placed above the rest of humanity, you can have the Immortal fetus’ gift from heaven and earth.”
 
    Qing Feng abruptly opens his eyes wide, trying his best to get a clear look at the faces of Jun Muyan and Xiao Bao, but his consciousness goes farther and farther away.
 
    Four years old, four years ago… could it be that this child was the Immortal fetus that his Master wanted to refine for Princess Qianxue back then?
 
    A mere mortal wanting to use a Wuqi seed to control the body of an Immortal – that’s simply a fantasy.
 
    How could it not have a backlash?
 
    If only he had known that the other has the body of an Immortal, if he had known that he would fall into such a state if he attends this wedding banquet, he should’ve… he could’ve…
 
    Qing Feng couldn’t keep himself up any more, and he goes completely unconscious.
 
    ……
 
    “Xiao Bao!”
 
    Xiao Bao originally still wanted to punish Qing Feng, but as soon as hears Muyan calling out to him, he immediately turns back and throws himself into Muyan’s embrace.
 
    Muyan firmly hugs his small figure. Her arms are holding him so tightly, that they almost suffocate Xiao Bao.
 
    “Xiao Bao, are you all right?”
 
    Xiao Bao feels that his body hurts from the hug, but he doesn’t make a sound of protest. Instead, he uses a soft voice to say: “Niangqin, Xiao Bao is all right, don’t worry.”
 
    Muyan takes a deep breath. Only then does she reign in her emotions, and slowly loosens her hold.
 
    The worry, panic, and fear on her face – in a moment, they’re all hidden away and replaced with a concentrated seriousness, “Jun Mochen, you’re not allowed to put yourself in danger again, do you hear me? If you carelessly let yourself fall into a dangerous situation again, I will hit your butt!”
 
    Xiao Bao obediently bows his head, looking especially docile and pitiful.
 
    Stretching out his tiny hand, he grabs his mother’s finger, quietly squeezing it, “Niangqin, Xiao Bao knows my mistake, don’t be angry!”
 
    In the end, Muyan’s heart that is filled with worry and anger still melts into a soft lump.
 
    She brings him into her arms, and kisses him on the cheeks, “Xiao Bao, you are niangqin’s life. If something bad happens to you, niangqin wouldn’t be able to live.”
 
    The rims of Xiao Bao’s eyes instantly go red, tightly holding on to Muyan’s neck. He buries his face in her hair, whispering: “Nn, Xiao Bao knows!”
 
    ……
 
    After giving vent to her emotions, Muyan stands up, and turns towards everyone in the banqueting hall.
 
    Being stared at by the girl’s bright and beautiful pair of eyes, everyone on the scene let out pitiful pleadings in their interminable wails.
 
    “Don’t kill me, don’t kill me… wuuu, Enchantress, spare our lives! We won’t say anything, no, we don’t know anything, spare us!”
 
    “If you want me to spare you, that’s indeed possible.” Muyan conveniently brushes off the dust on her clothes.
 
    As she discovers that she’s still dressed in crimson wedding clothes, she knits her brows with a bit of disgust.
 
    Without extra trouble, she pulls the crimson wedding dress down, and throws it to the side.
 
    With disheveled hair, the girl dressed with only her inner clothes is supposed look like she’s in a difficult situation and act shy.
 
    However, the person before them unhurriedly walks over. With each step, it’s as if a snow-white lotus flower blooms under her foot.
 
    Pure and holy.
 
    Like a fairy from the Ninth Heaven who has unintentionally fallen into the mundane world.
 
    All the people in the hall even forget their fear. Watching as the girl slowly walk forward, with her snowy skin and white clothes, there’s only infatuation in their eyes.

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Chapter 428: The Master and the Servant are Reversed
    “Now, come closer to me!”
    Upon hearing Qing Feng, Xiao Bao promptly walks towards him.
    “Little Master, you can’t go over there!” Han Ye reacts by reaching out his hand, wanting to pull Xiao Bao.
    But Xiao Bao nimbly dodges this.
    “Hahaha… do you see? He’s now my puppet, my slave. I am his Master, and I can control his life and death, and I can also trample him under my feet as I wish. If I were to die, he will only die in a more miserable way than me.”
    “You animal! You actually dare to lay your hands on our Little Master!!” Han Ye couldn’t bear it anymore, and he suddenly tries to attack Qing Feng.
    Qing Feng jumps in fright, and he shrieks loudly, “Kill me, and this little lowbreed will die along with me!!”
    Han Ye’s action stiffly halts midair.
    His oppressive gaze is firmly fixed on Qing Feng’s face.
    Qing Feng’s face, which has been distorted because of terror, once again reveals a ruthless and sinister smile.
    He turns towards Xiao Bao, “You, chop off his four limbs for me!”
    Qing Feng’s hand is pointing at Han Ye, his eyes are brimming with smugness and rancor.
    Han Ye really wishes he could chop up the man before his eyes into ten thousand pieces.
    Actually daring to exploit the Little Master, when the latter is only four years old.
    He nervously looks towards Xiao Bao.
    If the Little Master is really going to attack him, Han Ye would absolutely not resist – even if he gets seriously injured, and be forced to return to the Xiuxian Continent.
    Xiao Bao’s head is slightly hanging down.
    Due to the pain and the cold sweat dripping down, the neatly combed hair has become somewhat messy.
    The soft black hair hangs down, half-covering his handsome little face.
    His long eyelashes are like small fans, gently trembling, drooping down and hiding the unusual light in his eyes.
    It’s only when he hears Qing Feng’s order that he slowly raises his head.
    His big ice-blue gaze is clear and bright, without a sliver of confusion or despondency.
    But the iciness within them is just like an extremely deep and cold pool at the bottom of an abyss.
    Han Ye inexplicably shudders.
    Soon after, he hears Xiao Bao speak to Qing Feng: “Chop off the four limbs? That’s really a good idea. Why don’t you do it now?”
    Qing Feng stares blankly, then he suddenly frowns and roars: “I’m telling you to chop your subordinate’s limbs, what are you still dawdling for – I am your Master, don’t tell me you want to go against your Master’s command?”
    As he’s shouting, he operates his Internal Force to stimulate the Wuqi seed within his body.
    There’s a burst of heat in his Qi Sea, which is indeed a sign that the Wuqi seed has established a bond.
    Qing Feng immediately reveals a sinister smile.
    But then, he hears the child’s crisp but ice-cold voice in his ears, “Chop off your other foot!”
    That voice is certainly not heavy by any means, but it’s like rumbling thunder in his ears.
    Soon after, Qing Feng becomes aware that his own body isn’t under his control.
    Then his hand, which only had it’s bones broken, picks up a sword with great difficulty, and ruthlessly slashes down.
    Qing Feng’s only remaining leg is chopped off just below the crutch, and it goes flying out.
    His eyes widen in alarm, he couldn’t even feel the pain coming though. He looks at the expressionless Xiao Bao, and then at the sword in his own hand. Only shock, horror and despair remain on his face.
    “Why? Why are you not under the control of the Wuqi seed?!”
    Not only is Xiao Bao not under the Wuqi seed’s control, the control of its Mother Gu had even been reversed – how is this possible?!
    For the Wuqi seed’s order of Master and Servant to be switched-
    Unless, unless, this young boy’s physique, flesh, and bones are better than his by countless levels.
     Like a human and an insect – even if the insect has the Wuqi seed’s Mother Gu in its body, there’s absolutely no way that it could control a human.

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Chapter 427: Puppet
 
    It’s as of her heart is being constricted, she couldn’t breath from the pain.
 
    “Hahaha…” Qing Feng’s laughs becomes more and more savage, “I gave Li Jinting a Wuqi seed, but he didn’t know that it was only a weakened version. The Wuqi seed in my hand is the most powerful kind – even a person with a Precelestial cultivation would be completely unable to resist against this Wuqi seed.”
 
    Qing Feng says that as he takes out an Elixir and pours it into his mouth. The wounds on his hand and foot immediately stop bleeding.
 
    As long as he keeps his life, he has the hope of turning the tables.
 
    Qing Feng continues to say: “I’ve already taken the Wuqi seed earlier. When that little lowbreed cut off my arm… cough, cough… I deli-deliberately had my blood splash his face. Sure enough, some of it splattered into his mouth. Now, he’s already my puppet.”
 
    “So long as I will it, he’ll live if I let him live; if I want him to die, then he will die!”
 
    “If you dare to kill me, I will have him be buried next to me, hahahaha!”
 
    Qing Feng’s laughter is incredibly insolent and arrogant – but Muyan, Han Ye and Ying Mei really, truly have no room to advance or to retreat.
 
    If this person is telling the truth, then one can say that he’s holding Xiao Bao’s life in his hands.
 
   Muyan hates it the most when she’s being threatened, but right now, she’s being threatened with Xiao Bao’s life.
 
    Even if she hates it, she can only bear with it.
 
    For her, Xiao Bao is everything.
 
    “You, what do you want?”
 
    Hearing Muyan’s resigned voice, even if Qing Feng is feeling unbearable pain because of severed limbs, he can’t help but face upwards and laugh.
 
    “You want your little lowbreed to live? Hehe, then first, come over and reconnect my hand and foot for me.”
 
    “Aren’t you known as the Enchantress of Medicine, with medical skills that is peerless under the heavens? Merely reconnecting a severed hand and foot shouldn’t be a problem, right? If you can’t do it, then don’t blame me if I also cut off an arm and a leg from that little lowbreed of yours.”
 
   There’s not the slightest bit of expression on Muyan’s face, and the depths of her eyes is a glacial forest, like ten-thousand-year old ice.
 
    Looking at her face, Qing Feng unconsciously shudders.
 
    The instinctive fear is making his body shiver.
 
    But remembering that he’s holding Xiao Bao’s life in his hands, he becomes insolent again, “What are you still dawdling for? Why won’t you hurry and fix my hand for me yet?”
 
    Muyan takes a deep breath, just about to go over.
 
    Suddenly, she hears a feeble voice from behind her, “Niangqin…”
 
    Muyan immediately looks back, and sees that Xiao Bao has already gotten up from Di Ming Jue’s arms.
 
    His small face is still very pale, but the pained expression on it has already disappeared, and his body is no longer shaking.
 
    Di Ming Jue’s expression has already returned to normal.
 
    He also stands up and goes next to Muyan, holding her cold and trembling form.
 
    Muyan wants to go and pick up Xiao Bao, but Di Ming Jue places her in his embrace, “Don’t worry, Ben Jun is here. How could I still allow our son to have a mishap?”
 
    The man’s lowered voice is low, deep, and chilly – but it is oddly reassuring.
 
    Muyan lifts her head up towards him.
 
    Those pair of peach blossom eyes that have always been lazy and beguiling are rippling with threads of helplessness and confusion at this moment. The young woman who had always been strong and heedless is made to have a touch of frailness and pathos.
 
    Di Ming Jue tightens his embrace, and his voice becomes even gentler, “Don’t be afraid. Believe me, I won’t let Xiao Bao come to harm.”
 
    Strangely, Muyan’s heart calms down a little.
 
    At Qing Feng’s side, he sees Xiao Bao stand up. He stares blankly at first.
 
    Then he seems to think of something, and bursts into loud laughter: “Apparently, the Wuqi seed has thoroughly been assimilated into your flesh and blood already. Right now, you’ve completely become my puppet.”
 
 

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Chapter 426: Niangqin, it hurts
   His hand loosens, and the knife falls down to the floor with a clatter. He couldn’t bear it anymore, as he lets out a tragic howl akin to a dying pig’s.
    Han Ye clicks his tongue twice: “This guy isn’t any better than that bullcrap Wangye at all. The Little Master merely broke his wrist, and he’s already bawling like this!”
    Qing Feng holds his broken wrist, rigidly staring at Xiao Bao like he’s looking at a monster.
    This… is clearly a four-year-old child!
    But the Internal Force that had just passed through him was so strong, he couldn’t resist it at all.
    In this world, how could there be such a child?
    Xiao Bao bends down to pick the dagger from the floor, turning it in his hand. Coldly looking at Qing Feng, “Want to kill me? With just you?”
    As soon as he says the final word “you”, the blade flashes.
    Qing Feng immediately produces another screech; the other hand that Xiao Bao didn’t crush goes flying to the air, blood splashing everywhere.
    Some of the blood even splatter on Xiao Bao’s body, on his face, and even on his lips.
    Qing Feng couldn’t bear it anymore, and he tumbles to the floor. The hand that had been cut off keeps rolling, blood gushing out. He lets out an anguished wail.
    Muyan pulls Xiao Bao to her side.
    She gently wipes off the blood from his face, then she takes out clean clothes from the Space for him to change into.
    Obvious displeasure hangs on her normally carefree face, “Xiao Bao, you’re only four, you should let niangqin do things like killing people. Not only that, even if you want to go ahead and take revenge, you shouldn’t let the blood get on your body, okay?”
    Xiao Bao obediently acknowledges his mistake, “Niangqin, Xiao Bao will be more careful when killing bad people in the future. I won’t dirty my clothes.”
    The surrounding guests tremble as they watch: You guys, is this a conversation that a mother and her four-year-old child should have?
   “Ha… haha… hahaha…” all of a sudden, they hear Qing Feng’s disjointed laughter from the floor.
    Everyone jumps in fright from this laughter, wondering if Qing Feng has gone insane because of extreme fear and pain.
    Only Di Ming Jue slightly furrows his brows, and quickly makes his way to Xiao Bao’s side.
    Grabbing Xiao Bao’s small wrists, he puts some power to examine the other. His expression suddenly changes.
    At this moment, Qing Feng is already covering his cut arm. Sitting up, his face is filled with bitter resentment and frenzy.
    They see a red gleam in his eyes, and Xiao Bao immediately frowns. Large beads of sweat roll down from his forehead.
    A low groan spills out from his mouth.
    “Xiao Bao!” Muyan jumps in fright, immediately trying to use her Mysterious Energy to examine Xiao Bao’s situation.
    But she’s stopped by Di Ming Jue, “You can’t touch him right now. Otherwise, two forces will oppose with each other, and they will injure Xiao Bao’s meridians.”
    “What’s happening to Xiao Bao?!” Muyan could no longer maintain her normal calm and composure, her voice trembling.
    Xiao Bao couldn’t support himself anymore. He falls into her embrace and grabs her sleeves. In a low, weak voice, “Niangqin, it hurts…”
    Muyan opens her mouth, wanting to say something; but the color drains from her lips, trembling, only letting out a very small sound.
    She suddenly stands up, and summons a long sword in her hands. She ruthlessly nails the laughing Qing Feng to the floor: “Speak, what did you do?”
    Qing Feng screams once again. He wants to resist, but Han Ye’s sword flashes, directly chopping down the foot that Qing Feng is kicking with.
    “Aaah… you… you people cannot kill me. If you kill me, that… that little lowbreed won’t live either!”
    “You, whatever pain you people would inflict on me, that little lowbreed will taste the same pain, hahahaha!”
    Muyan immediately turns her head, and looks at Xiao Bao in Di Ming Jue’s arms. He’s filled with cold sweat, his small form incessantly twitching.

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Chapter 425: Xiao Bao as hostage
 
    “You… do you guys know what you’re doing? I am a disciple of the Heavenly Road Sect – if you offend my sect, you people would no longer be able to stand in the Yanwu Continent! You… you better not mess around!”
 
    Han Ye reveals a dark, meaningful smile. He slowly raps the sword on the hollow of his palm, walking towards Qing Feng one step at a time.
 
    Even Jin Wang, who was at the Precelestial realm, completely lacked the power to fight back against these two individuals.
 
    What more for Qing Feng?
 
    His face is twisted from extreme fear, then his gaze sweeps over to Xiao Bao at the side.
 
    He suddenly turns malevolent and vicious.
 
    Before Han Ye and Ying Mei could react, Qing Feng suddenly rushes up.
 
    He grabs Xiao Bao.
 
    There’s a cold glint in Qing Feng’s hand, and a knife appears in his grasp. He holds it across Xiao Bao’s neck.
 
     “Don’t come closer – if you guys dare to come over, I’ll kill this small child!!”
 
    Sure enough, Han Ye and Ying Mei stop on their tracks.
 
    But their faces aren’t showing any nervousness. Instead, they condescendingly look down on him, their eyes filled with pity and disdain.
 
    For no reason, Qing Feng’s heart gives rise to a sliver of panic.
 
    The hand holding the knife moves closer to Xiao Bao’s neck: “I’m not kidding around with you. If you guys dare to act rashly, I’ll immediately cut off this little lowbreed’s neck.”
 
    “Who are you calling… little lowbreed?” a crisp, sweet-sounding voice of a woman suddenly speaks up.
 
    Qing Feng whips his head around and sees Muyan – who had still been treating Bai Yichen and Lou Beiyu just a moment ago – briskly stand up.
 
    Long jet-black hair drapes behind her, and the fiery wedding dress contrasts with her snow-like complexion.
 
    Her pair of peach blossom eyes glimmer like rippling water reflecting the sunlight, as if narrowing but not, with a subtly sweet charm, and appearing more and more like a lovely girl made by heaven – absolutely peerless.
 
    However, as Qing Feng confronts such a face, he doesn’t feel the slightest confusion or befuddlement. On the contrary, a shiver of fear runs up his spine.
 
    He watches the girl step down in those delicate, red embroidered shoes. She walks towards him one step at a time.
 
    The beads of sweat on Qing Feng’s forehead drip down, and the the hand holding the knife trembles.
 
    “You, don’t come closer… this little lowbreed is… is your son, right? If he dies, you’d definitely be very sad! So you better know your place, and make them step aside, and let me go free…”
 
    Muyan’s eyes are chilling, but the corners of her mouth pick up with a hook. There’s a trace of a cold mocking smile.
 
    “Really? You want to kill my son? You… can try!”
 
    Qing Feng sees that Muyan’s pace doesn’t even pause by a step. Once again, he doesn’t have a way to retreat.
 
    His face finally shows malevolence, “This is what you’re forcing me to do! If I’m going to die, I also want to make this little lowbreed to pay me with his life!!”
 
    He immediately exerts force on the hand with the knife.
 
    Ruthlessly cutting down on Xiao Bao’s frail, snow white neck.
 
    The fear in his eyes has already changed into cruel madness.
 
    His mind fills up with this fragile little life, its head severed from its body by his own hands, and how Muyan would look as she goes crazy from the pain.
 
    However, his hand ruthlessly cuts down, but the expected scene – of the sharp blade going through flesh, and blood flying about in all directions – doesn’t appear.
 
    Qing Feng’s hand seems to be restricted by something. It has rigidly stopped midair, unable to advance or withdraw by even a little bit.
 
    What’s restraining his hand is a chubby, fair, and tender little hand that can only grasp half of his wrist.
 
   Qing Feng goes stiff from head to foot. He slowly lowers his head.
 
   Then he meets Xiao Bao’s ice-blue pupils, and his refined delicate features.
 
    A mocking sneer slowly stretches out on his handsome little face.
 
    Immediately after that, the small soft hand suddenly tightens its grip.
 
    Hearing a cracking sound, Qing Feng feels a severe pain from his wrist.

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Chapter 424: Miss’ hate
 
    Jin Wang even asked his Master for a drug that could control a person.
 
    The more Qing Feng contemplates about it, the more he thinks that his guess is correct.
 
    As long as he reports this news to his Master, Master would probably be very happy.
 
    Qing Feng holds his breath and concentrates his Internal Force on the soles of his feet, preparing to leave silently.
 
    However, he has just taken a step-
 
    Then a gust of wind suddenly sweeps past.
 
    It’s followed by a huge stifling pain bursting from his chest. 
 
    In a instant, the entire person is forced to soar into the air, flying out dozens of meters back inside.
 
    He only hears a loud explosive sound, and the window he had just jumped out of – it has been smashed into pieces.
 
    Qing Feng’s ribs are also broken in several places, and in the end, he heavily drops down to the ground, spurting out blood.
 
    From outside, Ying Mei unhurriedly walks over. Towering as she looks down on Qing Feng, who is lying and groaning on the ground, she sneers: “Jun Shang and Miss didn’t say that you can go, but you actually have the guts to sneak away?”
 
    In the banqueting hall, each and every one of the guests who originally wanted to sneak away are ashen-faced, close to fainting.
 
    Fortunately, fortunately they still haven’t put their plans into action.
 
    Otherwise, they’d be the ones lying on ground and throwing up blood right now.
 
    “We… we only accepted Jin Wang’s invitation to come and take part in the wedding ceremony, we really didn’t know anything!”
 
    “Wuuu, spare us, spare use!”
 
    “I am the Seventh Prince of Huang Yao, just who are you people? If you touch me, you guys will absolutely not have a good end!”
 
    Waves of pleading and threats occasionally rise and fall.
 
    However, Han Ye and Ying Mei turn a deaf ear to them, without the slightest change in their expressions.
 
    Ying Mei will only draw her sword when someone wants to run away.
 
    These people are scared out of their minds, that perhaps their lives would be handed over into these demons’ palms.
 
    Qing Feng coughs up foamy blood, and he very fiercely glares at Ying Mei and Han Ye.
 
    “Do you people know who I am? I am a disciple of the Heavenly Road Sect, and my Master is Jian Feng. You guys dare to raise your hand against me, don’t you know what the consequences will be?”
 
    Heavenly Road Sect? Jian Feng?
 
    What trifles are those?
 
    Han Ye and Ying Mei still don’t have the any change in their expressions.
 
    Although they don’t normally show it off, they still came from the Xiuxian Continent.
 
    Aside from Miss Jun and the Little Master, everyone else on the Yanwu Continent is no different from the likes of mole cricket and ants.
 
    What Huang Yao Royal Family, what Heavenly Road Sect – there’s no way they would attach any importance to those.
 
    But when Xiao Bao heard Qing Feng’s words, he suddenly stands up.
 
    “You’re someone from the Heavenly Road Sect?”
 
    Qing Feng looks at Xiao Bao, and shows a proud smiling expression, “That’s right. I am a disciple of the Heavenly Road Sect’s Alchemy Master, Jian Feng.”
 
    “Little Gongzi, you know the people of Heavenly Road Sect?” Han Ye asks with a blinding smile.
 
    Xiao Bao unhurriedly walks until he’s in front of Qing Feng. Slowly shaking his head, “I don’t. But I know that niangqin really dislikes the Heavenly Road Sect’s people, and she hates that guy called Jian Feng even more.”
 
    Even though Muyan rarely talks about things that she hates when it’s in Xiao Bao’s presence, 
 
    Xiao Bao is the most sensitive to Muyan’s emotions. There’s no way he wouldn’t notice his mother’s hatred for the Heavenly Road Sect, Gong Qianxue, and Jian Feng.
 
    “Oh, since it’s something that Miss dislikes, then just kill it!” Ying Mei says.
 
    Han Ye strokes his chin, “Since Miss dislikes him, straight up killing him would be too light. It would be better to break all his teeth and bones like Jin Wang, and see if his bones are harder than the other guy’s.”
 
    “All right, do it like that!” Ying Mei nods.
 
    Qing Feng’s originally arrogant look immediately becomes frenetic and frightened.