Xie Beiming: "I feel a great sense of accomplishment. I feel that if this young master fails to achieve anything in his studies, he can consider returning to his hometown to open a marriage hall to make a living."
Shen Qiqi couldn't help but burst out laughing as she imagined the dignified Mr. Xie fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan and biting his pipe as he tried to matchmake someone.
But before she could laugh out loud, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
"Let him go."
Along with these three short words, a powerful pressure came over her like a tsunami. Shen Qiqi's laughter, which had not yet come out, was forcibly blocked back, and was surrounded by a fishy and sweet taste, which spurted out of her mouth.
A bloody rain suddenly fell in front of her.
Xie Beiming's angry face appeared in the blood rain, and a protective shield quickly fell to cover her.
With the protective shield, the pressure that could force Shen Qiqi to vomit blood was relieved. She finally had a chance to wipe the blood foam from the corner of her mouth, looked up, and saw Yelu Moyan standing at the entrance of the cave.
The man was wrapped in a thick black cloak, his face as gloomy as the sky before a storm. His aura and pressure poured out like a rainstorm, attacking everyone indiscriminately, but bypassing Wu Qingchen.
The four people present, except Wu Qingchen, were forced to vomit blood by the pressure he released, especially Wu Qiongcang, who faced the pressure head-on, his face turned as pale as snow.
Wu Qiongcang did not hesitate and endured the great pain to activate the formation.
The next moment, Yelu Moyan, who was standing at the entrance of the cave, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and he seemed to widen his eyes in disbelief. As a stream of sticky black blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, he slowly turned his eyes and looked at the formation that was backfiring on him.
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