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nWhen she looked at him, she felt that his face was even more flawless than usual under this dominance of his.

nBlinking, Gu Bailu asked, “What are you doing, Qingqing?”

nShe almost slapped herself after that. Why did she ask such a stupid question? What if he got angry and left her alone?

n“Didn’t you ask me to help you?” Feng Qingtian said matter-of-factly.

nHe was almost indicating that he would do everything she said.

nGu Bailu picked her ears. She must have definitely been deafened just now and was hearing something in his words that wasn’t there.

n“Yes, of course, I asked you to do that. You are truly invincible, Qingqing!”

nOnly a fool would reject such a strong helper.

nQingqing was truly the exception in this cruel world.

n“Prince Zi, what’s the meaning of this?”

nEveryone’s chests were heaving. They knew that Prince Zi had a high cultivation, but nobody could tell how high it was.

nSo, nobody dared to fight him.

nThe more unfathomable one’s level was, the more mysterious and tough they tended to be, like Shao Di, Shao Zun and the kings of the Nether Land.

nPrince Zi brought her here, claiming that they could kill her, but he then took action. Why did he trick them?

n“I said that whoever wanted to kill her could try. Did I not make myself clear?” Feng Qingtian sounded as cold as ever.

nThe attackers almost vomited blood in fury.

nPrince Zi, that’s highly inappropriate. You didn’t say that you would attack us if we attacked her!

nGu Bailu almost vomited blood, too; not from fury, but from her shock at Feng Qingtian’s strength.

nOne versus a dozen, and the battle was a piece of cake for him!

nHow powerful!

nThe wind in the yard didn’t stop blowing until everyone had to retreat two steps back.

nThe yard was an utter mess. There wasn’t any living flower or grass anymore.

nMurong Cangjian almost vomited blood. His house had been ruined by this fight.

n“Prince Zi, exactly what do you want? Are you protecting this piece of trash?” Murong Cangjian felt that his whole family had been humiliated.

nFeng Qingtian stared at him. “I’m just protecting my woman. Do I need to explain anything to you?”

n“Your woman?” Murong Cangjian looked even more awful.

nThat could mean a lot of things. If Prince Zi was interested in the garbage, she could become Prince Zi’s wife.

nNan Ningxin opened her eyes wide and left Murong Huangtang’s arms. She looked at Feng Qingtian and clutched her chest. “Are you saying that you’re going to marry her?”

nShe was full of confusion. Even though the garbage could get close to him, she was still garbage.

nShe couldn’t dual cultivate with him and help him reach his peak.

nWouldn’t it be a joke if he married her?

n“If you want to see it, I can marry her,” Feng Qingtian stared at Nan Ningxin and said thoughtfully.

n“No, I don’t. You can’t marry her. I won’t allow it,” Nan Ningxin said resolutely.

nFeng Qingtian said calmly, “In that case, stop looking for trouble with her. I don’t want to come to her rescue every time.”

nGu Bailu rolled her eyes. “Hey, can I be involved in this discussion about my own marriage?”

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