There was a loud bang.
Ye Qingluo could feel the ground under his feet, and it shook three times.
The little prince opened his arms and legs wide, facing the ground, and fell down heavily.
Around, there was a sound of gasping for air.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
The sound of sprinting resounded, and the people on the street, as well as the group of guards, all knelt on the ground, trembling.
He didn't even dare to lift his head.
The woman supported by the glass cat was also frightened at this moment.
Li Mao couldn't help it, and the two fell to the ground.
The woman looked at the little prince lying on the ground with a look of shock, and trembled her fingers: "Girl... girl... do you know... who is the person you hurt?"
Ye Qing lowered his eyes, glanced at the little prince disdainfully, and snorted lightly: "I didn't do anything, so how can I hurt him?"
The woman's breathing was trembling, and her voice was trembling: "He is the only son of General Zhan Wang... the only son of Yuwen's family, and the only genius child prodigy in Qinyue City... Yuwen Kuang, little prince Yuwen!"
"Child prodigy?" Ye Qingluo was not interested in the long list of introductory words, but these two words made her raise her eyebrows.
She raised her foot and kicked the little prince's fat buttocks: "That's it? You're also a child prodigy? It's too insulting to the word 'prodigy'."
This unreasonable behavior made the woman even more terrified.
How could the woman bear such a stimulus, she rolled her eyes and passed out.
"You... you little bitch! How dare you treat the little prince... the little prince..." Manager Fan also almost fainted.
He bared his teeth and glared, his whole body filled with murderous aura.
I can't wait to rush up and tear Ye Qingluo into pieces!
However, thinking of Ye Qingluo's strength alone, he defeated more than 20 guards when everyone couldn't understand.
Manager Fan dared to take his own life as a joke.
He jumped in anger and scolded Ye Qingluo angrily.
While looking nervously at the little prince lying motionless on the ground.
The other guards reacted.
Cardiac arrest one by one, looking at the little prince nervously.
Their little prince...
How could he lie on the ground without moving for such a long time
Shouldn't it be...
Did you fall to your death
impossible!
Their little prince is the number one child prodigy in Qinyue City!
Don't look at the little prince as domineering, but his strength definitely gives him the capital to be arrogant!
How could someone as powerful as a young prince fall to his death so easily? !
But...why the little prince...don't get up from the ground
If... if the little prince really... something happened.
These accompanying guards... will definitely be punished by the Zhanwang Palace... to punish the Nine Clans!
Thinking of this consequence, the guards walked over one by one no matter how much fear they had for Ye Qingluo.
"Little, little prince..."
The guards moved to Yuwen Kuang's side.
They also cautiously looked at Ye Qingluo who was just a few steps away.
A guard reached out to Yu Wenkuang with trembling hands.
The other guards lifted Yu Wenkuang from the ground with great effort.
The guard's hand just touched Yuwen Kuang's nose.
Sudden…
The guard screamed "Ah".
There was only a cracking sound of "click".
The guard was thrown out.
Blood was spilled all over the ground.
Yu Wenkuang, supported by the guards, raised his head at some point.
He was steadied and stood on his feet.
In front of him was a huge pit.
The ground was broken into dense cracks.
In his hand, he held a bloody palm.
On the young man's face full of fat, there was a hint of cold hostility.