The first peasant concubine of the prosperous age

Chapter 369 Building the Clothes Tomb
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"Big elder?"

"Convening a Snow Mountain Meeting" the Great Elder hid his emotions and issued an order in a deep voice.

"Yes"

The Great Elder waited in the secret room, but after a while, he frowned, "What happened outside?"

"Great Elder, internal strife has occurred within the clan, and I don't know why, the coffin array in the ice cave under the snow mountain has disappeared."

"What did you say?" The Great Elder stood up with a smack, and the chair in front of him was shattered by his palm, turning into crumbs, which showed how angry he was.

Although he is the Great Elder, he has been almost numb since then because of an incident he experienced many years ago. He has continuously gained power to fill the void in his heart. The coffin array was reported by the Third Elder, but he also agreed.

It was a natural disaster triggered by a supernatural power. Many people believed it blindly, and thus were trapped in the ice cave and became victims of the coffin formation, because only in this way can they directly reach the mysterious place, and there is a glimmer of hope that can turn things around.

Turn things around, haha, what he wants to do most is to go back to the past, as long as she lives, as long as she lives.

For the first half of his life, he was chasing fame and fortune, but for the second half of his life, he regretted and missed her.

If such power is used by someone with a heart, the consequences will be disastrous. No matter who is left behind by the Moon God Clan, they are all her descendants. He must protect her, because he needs the blood of the Moon God Clan to bring her back.

"Go and investigate, the source of that light." He pointed to the distance and ordered his opponent.

He originally wanted to go to the place of light himself, because the power of the Moon God cannot be discovered by anyone, but now he can only deal with the matters on the snow mountain first.

But Yang Yaoyao looked at the dead and injured with cold eyes, and in the end only the master of Ziming Palace and a masked man in black remained.

Yang Yaoyao put away all the hostility in his body, and landed in the air. His lithe and graceful figure moved step by step, stepping on the bodies of those assassins, as if stepping on ants.

The Ziming Palace Master and Mohen couldn't help but tremble. The sudden strength and aura of this woman made them feel cold in their hearts.

Mo Hen couldn't help but think of Xi Fei, how could she be the opponent of Yang Yaoyao in front of him.

"It's too cheap for you to die." Looking at the two people who were already injured, she moved her hand slightly and took out the tokens on the two of them.

"Hmph, Ziming Palace, Mo Clan" Yang Yaoyao's tone was extremely disdainful and filled with hatred.

"It's too cheap for you to die like this." After saying that, Yang Yaoyao clenched his hands into claws, and each hand wanted to strangle them by the necks.

Yang Yaoyao was about to pinch them, but when he saw the mask on the face of the lord of the Ziming Palace, he turned his eyes and the strength of his hands, and moved towards the face of the lord of the Ziming Palace.

"Touch!" There was a cracking sound, and the mask on the face of the Ziming Palace Master's face turned into crumbs and fell to the ground with a clatter.

After seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly, Yang Yaoyao's gaze changed, "Ling Yanlie?" His voice suddenly rose.

She didn't expect that the owner of Ziming Palace would be Ling Yanlie, the son of Yizhou prefect. A lot of things that are not good for the people.

When she was still in Yizhou, she was at odds with Ling Yanlie, even more like an enemy. If Yu Muchen hadn't protected her back then, Ling Yanlie would have used martial arts against her long ago.

In the past, when his predecessor was there, he was infatuated with Ling Yanlie. Later, Ling Yanlie went out for more than a year, and when he came back, he treated her with no pretense, showing his dislike for her so clearly.

Everyone doesn't know what the prefect did in the year he went out. Now it seems that he may have gone to his Ziming Palace. Ling Yanlie's establishment of this power must not be purely for the purpose. If she wants to come, Ling Yanlie His ambition is not small, otherwise he would not have competed with Yu Muchen for the right to host the chamber of commerce, thus gaining the opportunity to enter the high-level royal families of various countries.

Ling Yanlie's face turned pale, and it was his shame that Yang Yaoyao recognized him. He, the majestic lord of Ziming Palace, was restrained by a woman at this moment, let alone unable to move.

At that moment just now, the icy chill hit his body, making him feel like dying at that moment.

Yang Yaoyao looked at Ling Yanlie, with a bone-piercing coldness in his eyes, as if ice had been quenched, it shot directly at Ling Yanlie's whole body.

Thinking of what he did to Zhang Xi, Yang Yaoyao suddenly smiled, but there was a trace of cruelty in the smile, "Ling Yanlie, everything you did to Zhang Xi, this time you will bear it." Saying that, As soon as Yang Yaoyao grasped Ling Yanlie's wrist, he pinched it fiercely, and with the sound of clicking, Ling Yanlie's fingers were broken one by one by Yang Yaoyao.

And when Yang Yaoyao was doing all this, his face didn't change, while Ling Yanlie's forehead was sweating constantly, his whole body trembling with pain, his fingers connected to his heart, even Ziming Palace didn't have such torture.

And when the woman in front of him who was once hated by him did this cruel thing, she didn't even frown. She was such a cruel and cruel person.

"Don't look at me like this. You are suppressed by my power. You can't escape, let alone try to escape. I, Yang Yaoyao, have never been a kind person. I used to only want to live a simple life. Since you won't let me, then you You must be prepared to bear the price." After speaking, Yang Yaoyao took Ling Yanlie's finger back again.

"Crack..." After picking it up, Yang Yaoyao broke it off again.

Looking at all this, Mo Hen began to feel chills in his heart. The fierce aura on this woman was shocking.

Zuo Ying and You Ying looked at such a lady, and their hearts couldn't help trembling. Sure enough, women can't be messed with, but they still feel very happy when they think of the suffering of the master. The more ruthless the wife is, the happier they are. If they knew it earlier, the master Don't worry at all, Madam doesn't need their protection.

It was Madam who covered them with light just now, so they were not injured.

"Look carefully, it will be your turn later. I told you to double the repayment. I have countless tortures in my hands. I will let you try them one by one. See how kind I am, and I am not in a hurry to kill you. You guys." Yang Yaoyao said to Mohen, thinking that Zhang Xi was trampled and broken by them on the cliff to save her, and his heart became more bloodthirsty.

As he said that, Yang Yaoyao suddenly jumped into the air, stepped back with his right foot, and then spun in the air, kicking Mohen with one foot, and Ling Yanlie with the other, the force on his feet was absorbed, all relying on Brute kicking.

"Crackling..." Yang Yaoyao took out a set of modern Sanda techniques, together with Shaolin boxing, instantly beat the two of them to the ground, but it was only a fur injury, not fatal.

That's right, she was just venting, through punching and kicking like this to vent the anger that kept popping up in her heart.

After a long while, Yang Yaoyao was finally tired from fighting, so she withdrew her moves. She only felt that venting her strength would make her feel better, but it still hurt, and the pain made her uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)