Proud Evil God Concubine

Chapter 79

Zuo Wanpeng looked as if he had seen a ghost, and exclaimed in shock: "How is it possible?! I beat him before, but I didn't beat her like this at all!"

I only touched her once, and I don't have such great strength at all, this...

Lying on the wooden frame, Long Qingyue said weakly: "What do you mean? Could it be that I can still harm myself... Zuo Wanpeng, I never thought you were such a timid coward... You did it yourself. I don't even have the guts to take on the matter...cough cough cough..."

Long Li said angrily: "King An, you, Prince Wu, even admitted to this matter, so I have nothing to say! You know his strength, eight-star spirit master, and my granddaughter has just started to practice. Ling, not even a piece of spiritual power. Xiaoyue can't beat Wu Shizi, we admit it! But Xiaoyue's muscles and bones are severely damaged, almost paralyzed, this account still needs to be settled!"

Zuo Dawei's face was livid, and he stepped forward to pick up Long Qingyue's wrist, and the spiritual energy poured into Long Qingyue's body along the arm, probing the situation in her body, and suddenly frowned slightly, the tendons and veins in Long Qingyue's body and The bones were indeed severely damaged.

He turned his head and gave Zuo Wanpeng a hard look. He knew very well that his son usually used his power and strength to cause trouble everywhere.

Long Qingyu on the side laughed secretly in his heart, fortunately Xiaoyue had a foresight.

At this moment, Zuo Wanpeng was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. It was obvious that he was beaten up, but instead he was accused of being a murderer!He almost rushed forward and dragged Long Qingyue off the wooden frame.When we were in the valley, this little girl was clearly alive and well, and even kicked her on the back, which still hurts a little.

Zuo Dawei said with some embarrassment: "I will send someone to bring the best medicine for your granddaughter's injury. Can General Long return the Flowing Fire Sword to me?"

Long Li snorted coldly, "I don't care about the Flowing Fire Sword, I have to ask my granddaughter!"

Zuo Dawei's face turned black, it was really embarrassing!But he couldn't swallow the anger in his heart, and said to Long Qingyue: "Niece Long, can you return the Flowing Fire Sword to me?"

Long Qingyue said lightly: "It's useless if I want the Flowing Fire Sword, and it's not impossible to return it to you."

Zuo Dawei was overjoyed immediately, "My niece Long is the most reasonable!"

"But there must be conditions!" Long Qingyue interrupted him, and said slowly: "I have suffered such a serious injury, and I can't suffer it in vain, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this breath of anger. If I can't swallow it, maybe I will die With a hot head, I brought the Flowing Fire Sword to chat with the Supreme Emperor and drink tea."

Although it was just a few simple words, it was a hidden threat to Zuo Dawei's ears.

Zuo Dawei's eyes sank, "What is the condition of Niece Long?"

There is no way, who told me to hold the handle of my own in the hands of others.

Long Qingyue said: "It's very simple, as long as my injury is cured, I still want to be a great spiritual master."

Zuo Dawei was immediately a little happy, "It's no problem, don't worry, niece Long, I will order someone to bring the best healing medicine later."

Long Qingyue frowned slightly and said, "How about this, I'll pick it myself."

Zuo Dawei was stunned, "Then how can niece Lao Long go there in person, I just order someone to deliver it." If this fool picked all the high-quality medicinal materials, wouldn't he vomit blood?

(End of this chapter)