Ye Linger was unmoved.
"Tch, I don't care who you are, tell them all to step back, otherwise I will wipe your neck." After Ye Ling'er said this, she dragged the people in front of her back slowly.
In front of her, there were three martial arts masters with gloomy faces.
The leader was an old man, his eyes were burning, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the aura around him was tumbling. He was a transformation master.
Next to the old man, two tall men with sharp eyes and equally extraordinary aura were staring directly at Ye Ling'er in front of him.
"Little girl, please let go of my young master first. I will make the decision. You can leave the palace safely." The old man at the head narrowed his eyes slightly.
The two masters beside him took a step forward at the same time.
An unspeakable sense of oppression came over me.
Ye Linger's eyes trembled: "Don't let go! I can't beat you."
"Do you think I am stupid? If you dare to take a step forward before my brother comes, I will kill him immediately."
The old man frowned slightly.
"Little girl, no matter which family you belong to, if you dare to hurt the young master in the Eastern Territory, neither your brother nor your family can afford it." The leader of the old man said in a deep voice.
The two warriors beside them gathered spiritual power in their palms and watched the girl in front of them closely. If there was a chance, they would kill her without hesitation.
Ye Ling'er curled her lips, ignored the person in front of her, and took a few steps back again.
at this time.
"Click!"
"..."
The door to the house behind the courtyard suddenly opened at this moment.
A young man walked out slowly.
"Brother, these guys are bullying me." Ye Ling'er's eyes suddenly brightened a lot when she saw Queen Ye Wen.
The three old men in front also immediately cast their gaze.
"Junior!"
"I come from the Murong family in Yuncheng."
"Which family are you from? Do you know who the person your sister is threatening is?" The old man in front of him glanced at Ye Wentian.
Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment and also ignored the people in front of him.
He moved forward and walked to Ye Ling'er's side.
"What's going on?" Ye Wentian asked in a low voice.
"Brother, this guy's gambling skills are really bad. He obviously lost to me but he lied and refused to pay me, and even asked people to block me." Ye Ling'er said repeatedly.
The young man in her hand now looked livid.
"You... damn bitch, I am Murong Bai. My Murong family is as famous as Ran and Ye's family. Who are you? Dare to hold me hostage?"
"Uncle Zhong, kill her!"
"As well as her brother, I will kill them all, and this bitch's family will not be able to escape." Murong Bai gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.
What is his identity?
If this matter spreads out, Murong Bai will be unable to hold his head up in the family city for the rest of his life.
The old man in front of him flashed his eyes.
But he didn't take action.
As a master of transformation, the old man could feel that the sword light on the fingertips of the little girl was extremely extraordinary.
You can't risk the young master's life.
"Junior, I say for the last time, let Master Murong go, or you will suffer the consequences." The old man in front of him shouted in a low voice.
The tone left no room for doubt.
Ye Wentian raised his head and glanced. He understood now.
"Lost and deadbeat?"
"You won't pay back the money you owe?"
"Ling'er, how much does he owe you?" Ye Wentian asked in a low voice.
Ye Linger rolled her eyes: "Three thousand, we agreed to pay three thousand if we lose."
The words fell. 33
Ye Wentian suddenly raised his hand, grabbed Murong Bai in his hand, and lifted him up like a chicken.
The three old men in front focused their gazes.
The young man looked a few years older and would not act recklessly. The three old men looked at each other and were already ready to take action.
Murong Bai was stunned for a moment and stared at the person in front of him, the expression on his face suddenly became more ferocious.
"Boy!"
"Still not letting go? I..." Murong Bai scolded angrily.
"boom!"
"Boom."
The words were not finished.
There was a muffled sound in the other courtyard, Murong Bai's whole body was smashed to the ground, and a small human-shaped pit was made on the floor.
Murong Bai's eyes widened, the expression on his face was distorted, and he struggled to get up.
"Boy, I want to kill..."
"boom!"
"Boom."
There was another muffled sound.
Ye Wentian stepped on the face of the person below him.
It's quite powerful.
Murong Bai's mouth was full of blood. Two of his front teeth were broken and blood flowed out. His body was trembling and he could not speak.
All this happened too fast.
The three old men in front had no time to react.
They never expected that the young man in front of them would be more cruel than the little girl, and would attack if they disagreed?
"Huh? One is missing."
"boom!"
Ye Wentian kicked him again, and one of the man's molars was broken off by the kick.
Then he slowly retracted his right foot.
"You dare, little bastard!"
"Get him!"
"..."
The three old men in front finally came to their senses, and their momentum exploded, intending to rush towards Ye Wentian and the two in front.
Almost at the same time.
"stop!"
Outside the hospital, a low shout came.
Immediately afterwards, a majestic spiritual power swept through the entire other courtyard, and the powerful master of the divine realm swept across the entire courtyard.
The three old men in the hospital couldn't help but tremble.
He frowned and looked behind him.
A girl with a good figure and casual clothes walked in. It was none other than Chen Qing from last night.
"Senior Murong, this is the Blackstone Palace, and the people who come to participate in the auction this time are all distinguished guests of my Chen family." Chen Qing's voice was clear and moving.
Behind her, there was a middle-aged man in blue, with his arms folded, his face expressionless, and his whole body exudes a formidable aura.
The aura of a divine master comes from this person.
"Chen family, Chen Dong!" The old man in the courtyard recognized the middle-aged man, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
A low hum.
"Huh, Miss Chen, the Murong family was invited here. My young master was seriously injured. I need an explanation for this matter." The old man Murong was not willing to show weakness and stared at the person coming from behind.
Chen Qing's expression remained as usual.
"I'm willing to admit defeat. I have nothing to explain. These two are my lifesavers. No one in my Chen family can touch them." Chen Qing did not give in, and his voice was firm.
behind her.
The middle-aged man in blue was shocked and took a step forward.
Some people died, but not completely...
