Chapter 1273
s father and seizing one's wife are both unforgivable grievances!All six major sects looked over, their eyes filled with a hint of depth.Lü Yongping continued, “As the saying goes, a golden fish is no...Chapter 1273
Upon hearing this.
Zhao Ping's blood started to rush. He felt something was wrong when he left the bathhouse earlier. They knew he was showering, why did they come in!
I thought I was overthinking it.
I never expected this to actually happen.
Oh no! We missed it!
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He didn't even finish speaking.
Qin Mulan instantly raised the blue-ribboned silver spear in her hand, fiercely thrusting it before Zhao Ping'an.
Zhao Ping'an had to swallow the rest of his words.
What is the meaning of this
"That's a good idea," 歐陽倩 said coldly, "but do you think it's possible"
"You've been given a chance, but you're not up to it!"
"Zhao Ping'an, quickly tell me whose hairpin this is! Be honest and lenient, resist and be strict!"
Zhao Ping'an frowned, his expression dark. Being the leader had a way of changing a person; his demeanor was no longer simply aloof but also carried an air of authority, like a queen who couldn't be challenged.
" said with a smile, evasively: “Actually that…”
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Do not mistake our patience for your ability to challenge us.
"Zhao Ping'an, do you think we have no bottom line Can we tolerate your endless debauchery"
If someone else dared to do this, they would have died countless times. But he was more tolerant towards his own woman.
He tentatively said, "The owner of that hairpin is named Tuo'er. I met her overseas..."
They will eventually meet anyway, there's no need to hide it.
Ou Yang Qian's eyes widened when she heard this. She retorted, "Foreigners You actually want to find foreign horses" .BOOM!With just one punch, he shattered not only the cultivator's qi barrier but also reduced him to a blood mist.Yet.This is just the beginning.He, like a sword piercing the clouds, continued forwar...