Xuanfeng smiled faintly, her face like a peach blossom, exuding authority without anger.
She stared intently at Wanxia, whose face showed fear, and said calmly, "Whether in the Immortal Realm or in the Nine Netherworlds, whether in the past or now, anyone who tries to bully or humiliate me will be repaid a hundredfold."
"Do you still think you're the beloved Princess Xiantian of the Nine Heavens? What are you so smug about!"
Wanxia felt her scalp tingle under Xuan Fengqian's gaze, but she still gritted her teeth and stubbornly resisted to the end, "In the Nine Nether Demon Realm, you are not even worthy to carry the shoes of the Heavenly Princess!"
"Do you know that I have never hit a woman?"
Xuan Feng smirked coldly, then suddenly took off his shoes and slapped Wan Xia hard across the face. "Too bad, your mouth really deserves a slap."
"You...you actually dared to hit me?"
Wanxia tightly covered her cheeks, which were red from Xuanfeng's slaps, wishing she could rush forward and scratch her face.
The problem is, she doesn't dare to, and can't, do that.
Firstly, Xuan Fengqian's cultivation level was significantly higher than hers.
Not only her, but even Xuan Qianning was no match for her.
Furthermore, Xuan Fengqian is, after all, the Princess of Xiantian. Her current downfall does not mean she has no chance of making a comeback.
After careful consideration, Wanxia had no choice but to swallow her anger and turn to Xuan Qianning, who was standing beside her, tears streaming down her face, for help.
Seeing Wanxia's face bruised and swollen from being slapped by Xuan Fengqian, Xuan Qianning's tears flowed even more fiercely. "Qianqian, if you have any complaints about me, just take them out on me. Wanxia is innocent."
Xuan Fengqian ignored the sobbing Xuan Qianning and retorted without mercy, "The Demon Lord just left, why are you acting again?"
"Qianqian, are you still resentful that I stole the Venerable One you've always longed for?"
"You've been longing for me? I wouldn't even want it if it were given to me for free."
Xuan Fengqian noticed that Xuan Qianning had unknowingly moved closer to her, her eyes darkened, and alarm bells rang.
She knew in her heart that Xuan Qianning and Wan Xia were acting in concert to force her to take action.
Once she lays a hand on Xuan Qianning, Leng Ye will undoubtedly torment her a hundredfold, a thousandfold, after returning from the Boundless Sea...
Instinctively, Xuan Fengqian originally intended to stay far away from Xuan Qianning to avoid being slandered and defamed by her.
But then I thought about it again, Leng Ye has always been someone who can't distinguish right from wrong.
He doesn't care about right or wrong, or distinguish between good and evil.
Even if he didn't believe what Xuan Qianning said, he would still stand up for her according to her wishes.
Xuan Fengqian sighed helplessly.
She realized that no matter what she did, she couldn't escape being punished.
Since that's the case, she might as well make sure she gets her money's worth first.
That's better than being wrongly accused...
At the same time, Xuan Qianning also made up her mind to make Xuan Fengqian suffer a bit.
"Ah...Qianqian, why did you push me?"
Xuan Qianning bent her legs slightly and lay on the ground in a somewhat disheveled manner, questioning Xuan Fengqian with a wronged expression.
Seeing this, Wanxia hurriedly shouted at the top of her lungs, "Help! Princess Xiantian has gone berserk and is going to hit people again!"
"Noisy".
Xuan Fengqian deftly stuffed the shoes in his hand into Wan Xia's mouth, then grabbed Xuan Qianning's hair, pressed her head down hard, and slammed her heavily onto the cold ground.
"Qianqian...how could you...treat me like this?"
Xuan Qianning looked at Xuan Fengqian in astonishment, a sense of fear inexplicably rising in her heart.
"Isn't Sister just thinking of staging a self-inflicted injury in front of the Demon Lord?" Xuan Fengqian glanced at Xuan Qianning, who was completely stunned, and the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up.
While gently patting Xuan Qianning's pale face, she imitated Leng Ye's tone in a convincing manner, pretending to be "affectionate" as she said, "You are just too soft-hearted. You can't even be ruthless to yourself, how can you accomplish anything great? I'll help you make the wound look more realistic, so that the Demon Lord won't notice anything amiss."
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