C15

From the naked eye, it was clear that Jun Lanyue was heavily injured, especially his badly mutilated abdomen. Jun Linyue sat down on the ground in a very fitting manner. He coldly looked at the first wife and said, "When this marquis is attacked, the first wife will observe coldly from the sidelines. If word of this gets out, how will she be punished?"

"Punishment?" "The first lady smiled gently, causing Jun Linyue to feel uneasy." Little Wu is really capable to actually want to punish me for my crimes. It looks like our Black Tortoise Mansion will not be able to let you go. Even our loyal housekeeper was killed just like that. "

"Mother, why are you still wasting words with him? Cultivating the Mysterious Techniques isn't a pity when you die. Giving him to the Green Province's Si Mu is a great achievement!" That way, I can successfully inherit the throne. " Jun Lin Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

"Shut up!" "Stop it!" cried the First Lady. She put a hand to her forehead and began to consider whether all these years of arrogance had turned his son into an idiot.

Seeing the painful Jun Lin Yue still dare to show a mocking expression on his face, the first wife became even angrier and said in a low voice, "Ah Yu, kill him."

The servant girl who had been standing by the side the entire time could participate even in such a major event, and she was indeed not an ordinary person. After hearing the command, she did not say much, but stomped her feet on the ground, and with one leap, she made a grasping motion with her right hand in the air, while her arm emitted a green Qi.

There were a total of four people still alive in the Black Tortoise's Meeting Room, and three of them were actually Profound Practitioners! Not to mention the others, even Jun Bluemoon's eyes were wide open in disbelief.

But what level had she cultivated to? Although he knew that the level of mystical arts was the same as that of warriors when he was training in mystical arts, he could not tell the level from how he performed his attacks. It had to be said that this was because the number of profound practitioners he had encountered was too few.

Aside from the Sovereign Profound Realm which he had been taught, he had only met Yang Xi'er, this was the third profound practitioner he had met. Along with the billowing green gas, very soon, a simple-looking sword appeared in the servant girl's hands.

Jun Lanyue didn't dare to let this already broken body test the sharpness of the sword. He hastily urged his Dark Jade Sword to meet the enemy head on. He couldn't care less about the sorry state he was in as he rolled to the side to avoid the attack.

As expected, the black jade sword was pushed aside by the servant girl's sharp blade, aiming for Jun Lanyue's chest with a steady momentum. Looking at the servant girl who was assaulted by the lightning, the expressionless face and the pair of cold eyes, he felt as if she was practicing her daily routine against the air, instead of holding a sharp blade and about to kill.

If he continued to pretend to be injured, he was afraid that he would die soon. He clapped his hands on the ground to avoid the pain of having his heart hurt, and the pain of the cut on his arm was ignored by Jun Lanyue. Moreover, the warm flow of his blood essence was soon going to be restored, so he didn't take it to heart.

Relying on his martial arts or half of his profound qi, it was obvious that he was unable to defeat the servant girl who had a calm but profound strength. After absorbing Uncle Rong's blood essence, his own blood essence was no longer stagnant, and he could just barely fight it.

Even before the fist had arrived, the wind had already blown away the servant girl's hair and clothes. The servant girl faced these two fists as if she did not see them, or perhaps she did not care as she expressionlessly chopped down with her sword.

Even though he had watched the entire battle between Jun Lin Yue and Uncle Rong, he still dared to act so arrogantly. This was the same gamble as Uncle Rong, and he still believed that Jun Lin Yue wouldn't hurt her at all. In the blink of an eye, Jun Lin Yue had thought of countless possibilities.

How could he not understand that this servant girl was very confident in herself. She had used a move that seemed like she was going to fight with her life, but the truth was that victory was within her grasp!

Jun Lanyue was so astonished that he found himself unable to move at all. Let alone punching the servant girl, he couldn't even blink his eyes.

Jun Lanyue had once heard his uncle mention that cultivators who reached the third soul would be able to use a Body Securing Curse and lock down those who were weaker than them. Even those with a similar or slightly higher strength would be able to freeze for an instant when caught off guard and change the outcome of the battle.

Even if Jun Lin Yue used all the blood essence in his body, he still wouldn't be able to break out of this formless yet deadly shackle. In the end, he turned his gaze towards the eldest wife who had been sitting up high, and his thoughts became complicated.

It seemed that he had overestimated himself. He had just received the inheritance and was already showing off his strength before he had even started cultivating. If he could focus on his research for a period of time, he wouldn't have waited for death to come.

With regret in his heart, Jun Lanyue waited for the blade to pierce into his chest.

His face was filled with happiness. He did not care whether Jun Lin Yue was hurt or not, and shouted in a coarse voice, "All four conditions have been fulfilled. Brat, quickly hand Miss Xi'er over. From now on, you can cry and grieve however you wish."

"Why, why!" Jun Lin Yue stared at the mysterious woman, his eyes filled with tears. He really couldn't understand why his mother would still want to kill him even when she was still alive.

The mysterious woman had long anticipated that Jun Lin Yue would find it hard to accept this piece of news. She sighed in her heart, as her face was covered by a veil, but she didn't reply.

"Little Wu, it's done." The first wife said, "Hand over Miss Xi'er. It's getting late. If anything happens to Miss Xi'er, your little life won't be able to bear it."

When Jun Lin Yue heard these words, he pulled out some thoughts from his sorrow. He was a marquis himself, but the meaning behind his first wife's words was that Xi Er's status was even more precious than his. This was worth considering.

"What, you still want to think about it?" The first wife said coldly, "I've already done what I promised you. Could it be that you want to push yourself even further, thinking that you can do whatever you want with Miss Xi'er in your hands?"

The first wife stood up and unrestrainedly released the aura of a Martial Master. The aura that could topple mountains and overturn the seas caused Jun Lanyue's heart to freeze. The old man and the middle-aged man both had expressions of praise on their faces.

"Worse comes to worst, I'll just take your head and apologize." The First Wife smiled sweetly. "I wonder if Little Wu feels that his life isn't as precious as gold?"

It seemed like the First Wife had already lost her patience. Jun Lanyue had already obtained what he wanted, so it wasn't wise for him to make a ruckus. Thus, he could only tell the First Wife where Tang An and Zhao Yi were hiding.

"Uncle Rong, quickly bring someone to bring Miss Xi'er back. If you encounter any resistance, kill her!" the First Lady ordered.

Jun Linyue turned pale with fright, shouting loudly, "Stop!" Tang An and Zhao Huaimo do not even pose the slightest threat to the Golden Scale Guards, so do not hurt them. "

Uncle Rong arrogantly replied, "This subordinate will make his judgement."

"No, I'll go with you!" Jun Lanyue hurriedly stood up and was about to follow Uncle Rong out when he was stopped by the middle-aged man. He sneered, "Who knows if you're telling the truth or not. You can't go anywhere until Miss Xi'er is rescued!"

"What I said was the truth. You can all go together!"