Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

Punishing Han Si in the mouth of Shaocheng master is Han Si Cheng in Ye Qingxia's eyes. He was wearing a silver white robe of the disciples of the ghost King sect, with long black hair tied on his head and tied with a navy blue ribbon. On his handsome and heroic face, a pair of eyes like ten thousand years of cold ice are looking at the little city Lord who has become a bloodthirsty monster in front of him. His thin lips were tight and he didn't say a word, but with supreme authority, he attacked the little city Lord. A finger as good-looking as a jade shoot gently pinched the long sword of the little city Lord. It looked as if it didn't take the slightest effort. The little city Lord had several doubts, but the absolute strength of the man in front of him made him believe his own guess. The more he affirms the strength of the man in front of him, the less the city Lord believes that he has no chance of winning in the hands of this man. The little city Lord dare not act rashly, and Han Sicheng seems to be because ye Qingxia has no threat, has lost his target and no longer takes action. So the two kept a posture and didn't move. Ye Qingxia looked at the two people who were still in front of her. She couldn't feel the situation clearly. It seemed that there was such a freeze frame picture when the experts were fighting each other on TV. It seemed that she was competing for internal power. But after she established contact with Han Sicheng, she found that the real reason why han Sicheng didn't move was that he didn't mean anything. He still needed her to give instructions before he could act... I really don't know how he jumped out of the black wooden coffin just now. After the initial panic, the young city Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and his old and withered face gradually piled up what he thought was a very kind smile. The young city Lord first snorted heavily, as if he had completely relaxed and said, "punish the general!" As he spoke, he tried to take back the long sword in his hand, but found that he was still unable to move“ You are also a smart man. You follow me. From now on, I will ensure your safety in this earth city. The long Princess of the Dragon empire is an egg. Even if the emperor comes, he will protect you a lot! How's it going? " The young city leader said it with great pride, but he did have some power to bewitch people. Unfortunately, Han Sicheng still looked at him with cold eyes and didn't say a word. The words of Shao Chengzhu didn't affect Han Sicheng, but they heard Ye Qingxia's ears. She wanted to kill the young city master who was as old as an immortal monster, but now she hesitated. If you can really keep peace with the little city Lord, it doesn't seem impossible. Ye Qingxia thought of this and let Han Sicheng loose his hand. The young city leader, as soon as he succeeded in the sword, his eyes were red with blood and full of murderous Qi. The cold aura surged, making the room full of dark wind. Ye Qingxia saw the look in the eyes of the little city Lord, which was almost a conditioned reflex, so she let Han Sicheng die. A golden Giant Buddha appeared behind Han Sicheng. There were light shining in the sky and flowers falling... The little city Lord, with red eyes, stabbed Han Sicheng with his sword. He just made a gesture of stopping and delivered the long sword before he had time to exert his strength... In an instant, the giant golden palm of the Buddha roared and flattened it to the ground. When the golden palm of the Buddha left the ground, a palm print appeared on the ground. The size of the palm print was almost as high as a person. The little city Lord was in a big character and was deeply trapped in which palm print. Although he was hurt and ragged, he still clearly saw that his body was slightly undulating and still breathing. I didn't kill the young city master with such a heavy blow! Did the young city Lord really become an immortal monster? This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.