The breath of death made Wuful finally feel fear.
She tried her best to stare at her white eyes, and pinched Ye Qingluo's hand with her fingers.
"Ye Qingluo!" Hall Master Wuyan clenched his teeth, his eyes were on fire, and his profound strength was tense, as if it would explode anytime, anywhere, "If you dare to hurt Fu'er, I will make you regret it ... come into this world!"
Ye Qingluo raised her eyebrows, and smiled casually: "I don't feel bad about whether or not Yancheng Xuannv is buried with you."
"You!" Hallmaster Wuyan was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth.
She regretted that she underestimated Ye Qingluo's insidiousness!
I regret not being able to protect my granddaughter!
It was actually an opportunity for Ye Qingluo to take advantage of it!
Has Fuer ever suffered such pain
Looking at Wu Fuer's distorted face in pain, Hall Master Wuyan's heart was broken.
He was full of anger, but he didn't dare to act rashly.
In Hallmaster Wuyan's heart, she agreed with Ye Qingluo's words very much.
Her Fuer, the most beautiful woman in the world, has an infinite bright future.
How could he be buried with Ye Qingluo!
"What I want is just an apology. Is my request too much?" Ye Qingluo tilted his head innocently.
Then, there was another look of the white lotus of the Virgin Mary, expressing that she was very puzzled.
A look of "Obviously you are wrong, and asking you to apologize is not to kill you".
The more you pretend to be innocent, the more you look like "you are making trouble for no reason".
The more it made Hall Master Wuyan, he was so angry that he vomited blood.
She suppressed her anger, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I apologize to you, you let Fu'er go!"
After saying this sentence.
Hall Master Wuyan almost exhausted all his strength to restrain his furious emotions.
Between the teeth, a few words popped out: "Yes, no, start!"
Ye Qingluo clicked his lips: "So insincere? It seems that I forced you to apologize. Hall Master Wuyan didn't realize his mistake at all?"
"Don't push yourself!" Hall Master Wuyan was furious.
Ye Qingluo touched Wu Fu'er's face again: "It seems to Master Wuyan that he doesn't really love his granddaughter."
Hall Master Wuyan was so angry that he was trembling all over.
It was a furious rage.
Waves of surging profound energy rippled through the air one after another.
The air roared like a hurricane.
The domineering air pressure covers the entire space.
The surrounding disciples of Linglong Palace were so frightened that they dared not speak at all.
It was the first time that I saw someone like Ye Qingluo who played cards against common sense and had a thick skin that was indestructible.
"How do you want me to apologize!" Hall Master Wuyan asked sharply, word by word.
Ye Qingluo: "I need to teach you to apologize? It's really dishonest."
Hall Master Wuyan closed his eyes forcefully, suppressing his anger, and walked slowly towards Ye Qingluo.
Then, toward Ye Qingluo, slowly bowed down...
"I, Hall Master Wuyan, on behalf of Fu'er, to..."
Hall Master Wuyan's waist was just about to bend down.
An invisible force stopped Hall Master Wuyan's movements.
The girl's Qingling and melodious laughter came to her ears: "Hall Master Wuyan really loves Xuannv of Wuyan City so much, it's really enviable."
Hall Master Wuyan hasn't reacted yet.
Straightened up under that invisible force.
Facing him, he saw Wu Fuer being thrown into her arms.
Hall Master Wuyan immediately stretched out his hand, carefully caught Wu Fuer, and held her in his arms.
"Fuer! Fuer!"
Hall Master Wuyan eagerly called Wu Fuer's name, his face full of worry.
Hold down Wu Fuer's chest with one hand, and pour in profound energy.