Chapter 2414 2286 You Are My Blazing Sun Like Fire (486)

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The scar-faced man, Ah Chuan, looked at Ah Juan. He was clearly flustered. He lowered his voice and said, “Ah Juan, you were the one who told us to come here. You said that we only needed to capture Xuan Yingluo’s son, Little Seven. Now that we have captured him, how are we going to retreat? Is there an inescapable net waiting for us outside?”

Xuan Yingluo was the eldest daughter of the Xuan family and also Princess Bei. Her presence quickly shocked everyone and made them not to be underestimated.

Only then did they realize who they had offended. Of course, they held grudges against Ah Juan.

Ah Juan looked coldly at ah chuan and scolded, “You Useless Thing. What are you afraid of? Things have come to a head. If worst comes to worst, we’ll all die together.”

Ah Juan’s eyes were filled with anger and hatred. She was not afraid of death, but she wanted Xuan Yingluo and her bastard son to be buried with her.

Anyway, she had no tomorrow, so let’s all sink together!

Chuan looked at Ah Juan, his shocked expression saying -- Crazy!

However, she would rather Zhou Yu did not save her and not give her any illusions!

Zhou Yu was hers.

Ah Juan clenched her fists and pinched her nails into her palms, but she did not feel any pain. She stepped forward and kicked Xuan Yingluo in the stomach, “It’s all because of you. You’re a vixen. Zhou Yu was completely bewitched by your vixen face. You’re not worthy of giving birth to a son for him. I’m going to kill you!”

Now that Xiao Qi had been brought inside, her life was still in the hands of others. Thus, Xuan Yingluo did not fight back with this kick, but she was kicked in the abdomen.

An intense pain quickly spread from her abdomen. Xuan Yingluo fell to the ground, her forehead covered in a layer of dense cold sweat.

“Ah Juan, look quickly. Xuan Yingluo seems to be... bleeding!”Chuan quickly saw the blood left behind by Xuan Yingluo.

Ah Juan fixed her eyes and sure enough, Xuan Yingluo’s clothes had slowly oozed blood.