"How audacious! How audacious!"
"When Patriarch Zi comes, she will be dead!"
Everyone was talking.
At the same time, the news that Patriarch Zi’s beloved grandson, Marquis Zi Yi, had been killed spread like wildfire.
Soon, almost all the big shots in Furong City knew about it.
So are Mu Zhanfeng and Xia Ling'er.
Xia Ling'er was a little worried and hurried over.
Mu Zhanfeng, however, had a strange expression on his face. He stroked his forehead with his hand and sighed silently.
Lou Qianxue... I really don't know what to say about her.
She seems to have a special system for getting into trouble. No matter where she is, she can easily offend a large number of people...
But so what
Who made them friends!
Even if Lou Qianxue killed their elder's grandson, he would still have to clean up the mess for Lou Qianxue.
Mu Zhanfeng also hurried to the restaurant.
The first to arrive were the people from the Purple Robe Marquis’ Mansion.
The person who brought these people was the current head of the Purple Marquis’s Mansion and also the father of the deceased Purple Marquis.
"Bitch! How dare you kill my son! Pay with your life!"
During his lifetime, Marquis Zi Yi was extremely fond of beautiful women and had harmed countless women. Many people in Furong City were afraid of and hated him, and had never dared to take revenge because of his father, a half-emperor master who was very protective of his people. In addition, his grandfather, the elder of Xuanji Mansion, Patriarch Zi, had the cultivation level of a Martial Emperor. How could an ordinary person dare to be so presumptuous
"Are you Patriarch Zi?" Lou Qianxue stood at the window, hands behind her back, her beautiful eyes fixed on the middle-aged man: "It seems a little different from what I imagined, but it doesn't matter, we are all going to die anyway."
Her words were full of contempt, as if killing the other person was as easy as crushing an ant.
The middle-aged man was furious: "Go! Kill her!"
He brought with him two hundred martial lords and kings. With such a force, it would be no problem for him to destroy the Furong City Lord's Mansion, let alone kill a little girl.
Everyone around couldn't help but sigh when they saw this.
"Alas, although it is a great pleasure to kill the Purple Robe Marquis, I don't know how many people will be implicated for the momentary pleasure!"
"I'm afraid that girl and her relatives will be retaliated against in the future!"
"That girl is extremely beautiful. If she were a local, I would definitely know her, but she is obviously from another place. Perhaps because she is from another place, I don't know what the Purple-Robed Marquis and his son represent in Furong City..."
"kill!"
"kill!"
While everyone was discussing, the middle-aged man led 200 experts and rushed towards the restaurant...
However…
Buzz!
The moment they stepped into the restaurant, mysterious white lights lit up in the void, connected by strands of white silk threads...
next moment!
boom!
A raging fire suddenly broke out, and everyone who entered the restaurant with the middle-aged man was instantly engulfed by the fire. The restaurant was instantly filled with bursts of wailing sounds!
Then…
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless golden arrows condensed from the white veins and shot towards the middle-aged man and many masters...
Everything happens in just a moment!
By the time everyone reacted, the restaurant had almost become a purgatory, with countless wails of pain rang out.
The other guests in the restaurant, as well as the restaurant owner, waiter, and others, were all hiding in the corner, trembling with fear.
Strangely enough, the fire and the arrows seemed to have eyes and only attacked the people in the Purple Robe Marquis’ Mansion. None of the other innocent people were hurt!
On the street, people with good eyesight saw the magnificent white lines connected together in the void and their heartbeats quickened.
"Inscription pattern! It's an inscription pattern! At least, it's a seventh-level inscription pattern formation! I never thought, I never thought, that I would be able to see a seventh-level inscription pattern formation in my lifetime!"
(End of this chapter)