475 Hold On (Begging for a Ticket)

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"The Three Realms Ghost Market was originally founded by Your Majesty. Do you think Your Majesty will not know what you are doing?"

"Hahaha... Do you think I'm a fool? Who doesn't know that Yanwu Continent has no spiritual power and no half value, and has long been abandoned by Jiyu and Junshang. That poor guy from Gu Yue said that he was stationed in Jiyu. The representative here is actually a waste that has long been abandoned." The smile on Xuan Ji's face was extremely arrogant, "Even if I kill the two of you and occupy the Shadow Phantom, to Jiyu, it is nothing more than nothing. With three pieces of trash missing, do you think anyone would really care?"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up.

He kicked Han Ye fiercely.

With a loud bang, Han Ye flew out and slammed into the bed.

When he got up, bloodshot curled down the corner of his lips.

"Want to divert my attention by speaking and force out the poison of Eclipse? Oh, Han Ye, do you think I'm an idiot?"

"Don't waste your energy! Today, none of you can escape my palm!"

Xuan Ji walked to the two people on the bed step by step, and kicked Han Ye to the ground.

He lifted his foot and stomped hard on his chest.

The bones shattered, "These two strokes are in return for you. How is it, Lord Han Ye, do you feel good?"

The rib was broken and poked into the internal organs, but Han Ye didn't even snort.

With murderous eyes, he stared at Xuan Ji.

Xuan Ji felt a little hair in his heart when he saw him, and then became angry with shame, stepped on his face, and crushed it with the soles of his feet, "Don't worry, I won't kill you now."

"I want you to watch me and Yingmei's wedding room with your own eyes, for a moment in spring. Hahahaha..."

"Yingmei, you must be on fire now, wish you could throw yourself into my arms immediately!"

Han Ye rushed over and hugged his thigh.

The long sword in his hand stabbed hard towards his abdomen.

"Ah—!" Xuan Ji screamed, her eyes full of fierce light, "You are courting death!!"

With a flick of his wrist, a dagger appeared in his palm.

The tip of the dagger shone with green light, exuding a stench.

He stabbed down towards Han Ye's spine.

"Cold Night—!" Ying Mei exclaimed and rolled off the bed.

She struggled to get to Han Ye's side, but her body didn't obey her orders at all.

Xuan Ji looked at Han Ye gloomily, and said slowly: "Do you know what poison is on this dagger?"

"It's called [Blood-sucking Teeth], and you must have never heard of it in Xiuxian Continent. This kind of poison only needs a little bit of it to penetrate into human blood, and it can destroy human nerves. From now on, you will become a cripple. Speaking of cultivation, you cannot even stand."

"Of course, if it was you in the past, with spiritual power to protect your body, such poison would definitely not be able to penetrate your lungs and corrode your nerves, but who made you suffer from corrosive spirit powder now, which is worse than a mortal person?"

"Han Ye, just quietly watch how I take Yingmei as my own, and let her become my woman completely!"

Xuan Ji said while kicking Han Ye's door, trying to kick him away.

However, Han Ye's movement of hugging his thigh did not move at all.

Xuan Ji frowned, her face twisted for a moment, then she raised her dagger and stabbed it towards Han Ye's back again and again.

Every time he stabbed him, he lifted his foot and kicked Han Ye's face.

He shouted, "Go away! Do you think you can stop me? Han Ye, don't you see what you are like now? It's worse than a dog!"

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