Chapter 1239: Father and Son (3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
This was too much.
Her father-in-law did not kill Feng Wuchang. He only captured him.
Feng Wuchang wanted to die with them and killed himself after his internal energy was sucked dry by the Saintess.
Xiahou Yan was killed by Su Mo.
Arhat Ming Shi was stabbed to death by Jing Yi, although Jing Yi didn’t mean to stab him…
Arhat Shan Ji was killed by Baili Chen and Wei Liulang.
Arhat Gong had been killed by the Head of the Secret Service.
Only Arhat Ji Huan really died at her father-in-law’s hands.
This Elder Hai actually blamed everything on her father-in-law.
Who told him?
Was it the mastermind?
He was really fast!
The Palace Lord said coldly, “You keep saying that he’s the Great Zhou’s Wei Xu. Do you have evidence?”
Hai Wuya took out a portrait and unfolded it in front of everyone. “The portrait is here! Do you dare to let him take off his mask!”
Palace Lord’s expression changed.
Wei Xu clenched his fists.
“Are you afraid!”
Hai Wuya could not tell that the two of them were guilty. “City Lord, I know that today is the Little Master’s one-month-old celebration. After I avenge the Fourth Young Master and Brother Feng, I’ll apologize to you!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he calmed his diaphragm, raised his hammer, and strode forward, attacking Wei Xu ruthlessly!
“Protect the City Lord!”
Lou Bufan shouted and blocked Xiahou Qing behind him with Jiang Guanchao.
“You have a death wish!”
The Palace Lord slapped Hai Wuya.
Hai Wuya’s target was not her. After dodging her attack, he hurriedly raised his sledgehammer and smashed it at Wei Xu.
Lou Bufan secretly sent out a palm strike, forcing Wei Xu back.
Jiang Guanchao disdained.
If he wanted to win, he would win openly.
And he would definitely win.
Wei Xu frowned and dodged to the side. Although he dodged, the mask on his face was knocked off by Hai Wuya’s hammer.
He quickly turned around and raised his hand to cover his face.
The Palace Lord scolded angrily, “Hai Wuya, I’ll kill you!”
“Stop!”
Xiahou Qing shouted.
The Palace Lord’s palm stopped in midair.
Su Xiaoxiao, Wei Ting, Su Mo, and everyone looked at Wei Xu.
Xiahou Wing said in a low voice, “Duanmu Qi, take your hand away.”
The Palace Lord opened her mouth. “City Lord…”
Xiahou Qing said coldly, “You’d better not interfere. I can pretend that you don’t know.”
The Palace Lord glared at Hai Wuya angrily.
Xiahou Qing looked at Wei Xu without blinking. “Duanmu Qi!”
Wei Xu slowly turned around and helplessly took his hand off.
Everyone looked at his face and gasped.
On closer look, this was a stunningly handsome face.
However, there was an inch-long scar on the right side of his face.
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