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Chapter 67 Ye Qing is not dead, he will never give up!

This son-in-law picked up by Xiao Yingyi is so fuckingly powerful!

This is definitely not a great person they can mess with.

In an instant, they all held the whistling, and they didn't dare to let out their anger. They seemed very worried that Ye Qing would discover them!

Will Ye Qing not find them?

Ye Qing knew they were hiding here when he reached the top of the mountain, but these guys were just small characters and were too lazy to care about them.

That's really too pricey.

At this time, Ye Qing was walking towards the thorn forest where blood and tears fell. He stopped in front of the thorn forest. Looking at the red envelopes covered with blood and tears, he couldn't help but smile, then squatted in front of the thorn forest and asked slowly: "I'm so thorned by the thorns, and I don't know if you climb out. You guy is too stupid."

Are blood and tears stupid?

Of course he was not stupid, but his ribs were broken by Ye Qing's kick. In addition, when he fell here, he fell between two sharp rocks in the thorny forest. He was stuck and could not move at all!

He actually wants to climb out of this thorn forest!

"Haha...is it stuck? Do you need my help?" Ye Qing asked with a playful look on his face.

"Help, I need your help!" Xue Xue said hurriedly.

It hurts so much that these thorns pierced on their bodies. He had enough. When he heard Ye Qing's words, he felt like he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Haha... I can help you, but you have to think it through." Ye Qing said with a blink of an eye.

Think clearly?

Xuelei looked at Ye Qing with a blank look on his face. He seemed to be unable to understand what Ye Qing was saying.

"Your companion has died, and after I rescue you, you may have to die immediately, so your consideration is clear. If you continue to get stuck here, maybe you can live two more days?"

"What? Lao Liu is dead? How is this possible?" Hearing Ye Qing's words, Xue Xue exclaimed with an incredible look on his face.

"Haha...If he hadn't died, do you think I still have the leisure to chat with you here?"

"You actually dare to kill Lao Liu?"

"What's there to dare?" Ye Qing asked with a blink of an eye.

"You bastard, we are from the Blood Hall. If you kill Lao Liu, our Blood Hall will definitely avenge him." Xuelei's eyes were covered with blood, and he roared at Ye Qing fiercely.

"Hehe..." Ye Qing smiled in great anger.

Judging from the meaning of Xuelei, it seems that only the people from Xuetang are allowed to kill him, so he is not allowed to kill the people from Xuetang?

What's the fucking reason?

"I really don't know where your Xuetang feels superior?" Ye Qing curled his lips and said disdainfully, "I not only killed Xuelei, but you will also follow him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver needle appeared in Ye Qing's hand. With a flash of his finger, the silver needle flew out and stabbed into the bloody temple.

"You dare..." Xue Lei pointed at Ye Qing. However, before he finished speaking, he stared at his big eyes and let out his last breath without hesitation.

"Sister!" Ye Qing glanced at the bloody tears and rolled his eyes. "I actually wasted a silver needle for you, the garbage. It's so fucking bad luck."

To be honest, there is no need to waste a silver needle for a blood and tears that have lost their combat power.

After all, Ye Qing’s silver needle was created by him personally. It takes time to create such a silver needle. If there is no need, Ye Qing doesn’t want to waste it.

However, blood and tears fell into the thorn forest, and there were thorns everywhere around him. He didn't want these thorns to pierce him, so he could only waste a silver needle.

Ye Qing stood up and turned around and swept away the depression caused by wasting silver needles, and a smile appeared on his face.

Because he saw Hua Xianshan taking his men to escape to the foot of the mountain, limping one by one, and really looking injured.

Ye Qing couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This acting is everywhere!"

After glanced at the jungle next to the top of the mountain, Ye Qing curled his lips and walked down the mountain.

"Oh my God! The look of this son-in-law from the Xiao family seems to be able to kill people."

"Yes! He glanced at us and almost scared me. Fortunately, that guy didn't notice us!"

"This son-in-law of the Xiao family is definitely a cruel man, sister. I have joked with others before, and I really know how to live or die."

"It seems that we have to go around when we meet him in the future!"

...

In North America, in Yan's villa, Yan Shaokuan and Cui Wenbo stared at the screen for a long time, and seemed to be in a state of shock.

"Huh!" Cui Wenbo took a deep breath and said, "Young Master Yan, this son-in-law Xiao Yingyi picked up is really strong. He can actually kill the master of the Void Realm in seconds. This is incredible. I doubt he has entered the Foundation Establishment Realm? If this is the case, it will probably be even more difficult for us to take revenge on him."

"So what if it's the foundation-building realm?" Yan Shaokuan's eyes were covered with blood, and his face became more and more angry. "I don't believe it anymore. There is no one in this world who can't deal with him."

The more he spoke, the more angry he became. Yan Shaokuan stepped out, as if he wanted to kick the coffee table over.

However, he forgot that the coffee table had been kicked to him just now, and he was wearing only a pair of slippers. He stepped out and the slippers flew away from his feet, and his soles stepped directly on the floor.

The glass scattered on the floor were not cleaned, so when I stepped on it, I naturally stepped on the glass scatter.

In an instant, countless glass slags fell into the soles of his feet.

"ah……"

A scream echoed in the living room. Yan Shaokuan fell on the sofa and rolled up with his feet in pain.

Extreme happiness leads to sadness... Alas, no, Yan Shaokuan should be described as extreme anger leads to sadness.

"Mr. Yan, how are you?" Cui Wenbo asked with a worried look on his face, then shouted outside the door: "Come on, go and invite Dr. Alan."

"Wenbo, go up and find someone to find a better expert to deal with that bastard Ye Qing."

Even though the soles of his feet hurt, Yan Shaokuan still did not forget to find someone to take revenge on Ye Qing. It seems that he really hated Ye Qing to the core!

Ye Qing will never give up until he dies!

"Mr. Yan, let's talk about finding someone. Let's deal with the wound on the soles of your feet first!" Cui Wenbo advised, and he was speechless about this young master Yan, whose mind was full of hatred.

"What's going on? The son-in-law Xiao Yingyi picked up by him will not die for a day, and I feel uncomfortable all day long."

"Young Master Yan, please calm down. Ye Qing killed Xuelei and Xuezhi. I think the people in Xuetang will not let him go. We might as well wait and wait until Xuetang reacts before considering finding someone!"

After hearing Cui Wenbo's persuasion, Yan Shaokuan calmed down, pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "That's true, Xuetang will definitely not let Ye Qing go."
Chapter completed!
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