Everyone present was stunned.

Even Ji Wuye, who had always been calm and calm, was dumbfounded.

The handsome young man in front of him is An Bulang.

No matter what Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue thought, they would never have thought that An Bulang would take action so decisively.

Such a similar plot, is this really revenge? Is it tit for tat?

And he still found such a poor excuse to take action!

"An Bulang...you..." Ji Yinyin lay on her side and curled up on the ground, her mouth full of blood, but her dim eyes stared blankly at the man.

She didn't expect that in this situation, someone would actually stand up for her.

But soon, she panicked: "Go away quickly...you, you are beating the young master of Yunjian Sect..."

"Is the Young Sect Master great? Shouldn't he be beaten if he bumps into someone so ugly?" An Bulang walked over and carefully lifted Ji Yinyin up. A stream of spiritual energy traveled through Ji Yinyin's body and found that the other person was seriously injured and his bones were broken.

The internal organs are cracked and damaged, and if not treated in time, death is likely to occur due to internal bleeding."

At this moment, a sharp shout sounded.

"An Bulang! Is the palace a place where you can do whatever you want?!" Ji Wuye scolded angrily.

"How dare you hurt Cheng Xiao, the young master of the Yunjian Sect." Qin Shiyue took two steps forward, a spiritual light shining in her hand.

An Bulang looked at the two of them coldly, his terrifying aura burst out, and he asked, "What next?"

Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue seemed to see an extremely terrifying beast watching them, making them unable to move. An unprecedented life and death crisis enveloped their whole bodies.

Instinct told them that if they said anything more, An Bulang would tear them apart directly.

Their momentum was suppressed, and Ji Wuye and Qin Shiyue were unable to say a word.

Ji Yinyin looked at the domineering man beside her, and her heart felt warm.

"An Bulang, you dare to hurt me...my father will never let you go..."

Cheng Xiao was lying on the ground, covering his red and swollen face, his mouth was full of blood, and he looked resentful.

An Bulang didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, and directly bent his arms around Ji Yinyin's calves and hugged her up.

"Ah... you!" Ji Yinyin was startled, screamed, and her breathing became rapid, "You... why did you hug me suddenly..."

An Bulang rolled his eyes: "You are so seriously injured, your internal organs are bleeding, and the bones in your shoulders and back are cracked. How can you still walk on your own?"

Ji Yinyin was silent, and her blue-black face had a rare extra color: "No one has ever hugged me like this before..."

"That's because you are too ugly and no one wants to hug you." An Bulang said bluntly.

Ji Yinyin: "..., I have been... injured so badly... Please don't hurt me again..."

An Bulang smiled gently: "Then don't talk so much nonsense and just let me hold you."

Ji Yinyin buried her ugly face in An Bulang's chest, nodded gently, put one hand around the other person's neck, and hugged him tightly.

This was the first time An Bulang held a princess in a princess hug, but it didn't feel very wonderful. The main reason was that this princess was not like the princess he imagined.

He just held the girl in his arms and crossed Qin Shiyue and Ji Wuye.

Throughout the whole process, they didn't dare to say another word.

"An Bulang...you miscellaneous cultivator...you are dead...my father also knows the masters of other top sects. When the time comes, several great monks in the Naling realm will deal with you at the same time...you will know what life means.

It's better to die..." Cheng Xiao was still lying on the ground and yelling.

An Bulang paused.

Cheng Xiao saw the hesitation on An Bulang's face and laughed even more: "Do you regret it now? It's too late. You have already hurt me, and you will face the most cruel revenge..."

An Bulang hugged Ji Yinyin and walked towards Cheng Xiao.

"I think you seem to have misunderstood something."

"I just feel that the move just now seemed too light..."

Cheng Xiao trembled all over, his eyes widened and said: "You, what do you want to do, my father can't...ahhhh...!!"

An Bulang stepped on Cheng Xiao's abdomen, causing him to vomit blood again.

Then with a flick of his finger, the sound of cracking bones was heard.

Cheng Xiao's legs were immediately destroyed.

Then he slapped Cheng Xiao on the face again, making both sides of his face swell up at the same time, symmetrically and harmoniously.

After completing the one-stop service, Cheng Xiao finally calmed down and fainted from pain.

"It's clear now. The attack just now was too light, and he still had the energy to keep chirping annoyingly." An Bulang nodded with satisfaction, hugged Ji Yinyin and left.

When Qin Shiyue heard An Bulang's words, her eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Ji Wuye watched the whole process from the side. He had remained silent. He took a deep breath and a smile appeared on his face, but the smile was extremely cold: "It's good now, he has offended the Yunjian Sect.

He's dead. Cheng Yuzi, the leader of the Yunjian Sect, is the strongest man in the Canglan Kingdom. His cultivation level is at the sixth level of Naling Soul. In addition, he also knows several great monks in the Nailing Realm. I think An Bulang can still do it now.

Jump up and down when."

"Yunjian Sect, Bi'an Pavilion, and our Qin family's royal family, An Bulang will soon taste despair." Qin Shiyue also had a violent look on her face. She was humiliated by An Bulang just last night, and now

To be intimidated by his momentum again was an unprecedented shame for her.

She was silent for a moment and then said: "An Bulang has some cultivation. Let's not act rashly first. Just let the big shots crush him to death."

Ji Wuye nodded, and his cold smile faded, turning into anxiety and grief. He ran over to help Cheng Xiao who was on the ground: "Young Sect Master, Young Sect Master, how are you..."

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Ji Hongxue said goodbye to her father and walked towards her room in a low mood.

Suddenly, An Bulang came towards Ji Yinyin with his arms in his arms. She was startled: "An Bulang, what are you doing?!"

An Bulang said decisively: "I won't do it."

"Ah?" Ji Hongxue didn't react.

"Stop talking nonsense and come here to help!" An Bulang scolded.

Only then did Ji Hongxue realize that Ji Yinyin was in something wrong and seemed to be seriously injured. This frightened her so much that she hurried over to help.

The two of them carefully placed Ji Yinyin on the bed.

Ji Hongxue is also a cultivator. She used spiritual energy to explore her injuries, and her face turned a little pale: "The injury is so serious! I'll call the imperial doctor right away!"

"No need." An Bulang immediately refused, "I'll do it myself."

Only then did Ji Hongxue realize that the other party was a strong man with advanced cultivation and excellent medical skills.

"Do you need me to prepare anything?" Ji Hongxue asked again.

An Bulang said: "Prepare some peanuts, ginger slices, black beans..."

Ji Hongxue jotted it down in a hurry and took it very seriously. This was her task, and she had to contribute!

"The pig's feet also need to be fresh...it's better to keep them longer..."

Ji Hongxue paused with her hands and looked at An Bulang dumbfounded.

"Oh, by the way, put more salt."

Ji Hongxue: "May I ask, what are these things used for?"

"You're stupid, of course these things are used to make soup. I'm hungry and want to drink pig's feet soup, so hurry up." An Bulang urged.

Ji Hongxue: "..."

I am so passionate about saving my sister, why the hell do you want me to make soup for you?

"Hurry up, if I don't drink pig's trotter soup, my healing power will be reduced by half." An Bulang said impatiently.
Chapter completed!