C221 (1/2)

How could her eyesight be so far away? There were only two Dao Sovereign Pills and two weapons, all of these seemed precious, but compared to the countless secret arts of the Demon Imperial Palace, they were nothing.

An Xueran naturally knew what was important and what was not.

At this moment, a voice rang out.

”A crippled youth dares to speak such arrogant words. How interesting.”

They saw a young man walk out of the crowd. He was handsome, his clothes were brilliant, and a hint of ridicule emerged on his creamy face. He was looking sideways at Ling Hao.

He continued, ”I am the Holy Son of the Viridescent Eagle. I don't even dare to say that I can open the Demon Imperial Palace. On what basis do you think you can?”

The Holy Son Cang Ying stood on top of the boulder, looking down on Ling Hao. Anyone could tell that the disdain in his eyes was extremely dense, as if he was looking at a dead man.

He was only 22 years old, a mid-tier saint body, and he looked down on his race!

When he saw that An Xuelan had called Ling Hao Young Noble just now, he couldn't help but feel boiling with anger. One must know that he had been pestering his all these years without being able to make his look him in the eye.

Why should he have such a useless body?

Hearing that someone had insulted Ling Hao, Yang Linglong did not care who the other person was. She mockingly said: ”She really is the Holy Son of a Fly, she really does look like a fly.”

Her tone was frivolous, purposely pronouncing the syllables of the word fly in a clear and melodious manner.

As she looked at Yang Linglong, she thought to herself, 'This sister is really bold, beautiful, and has such sharp words.' She couldn't help but become more and more curious about Ling Hao. How could such a beautiful girl follow a mortal man?

There must be something special about him!

Some people looked at Yang Linglong sympathetically. They knew that the Eagle Holy Son had the right to be arrogant and despotic. He had already stepped into the Dao Sovereign realm at such a young age and was a mid-tier Saint. His future was bright.

The Eagle Holy Son looked coldly at Yang Linglong, ”Little girl, you're really good-looking. I'll kill your man now, and from now on, you're mine!”

He was a young genius of the Viridescent Eagle tribe. No matter what he wanted, the Viridescent Eagle would fulfill his request for the first time in his life. The rest of the demons would have to cultivate diligently.