65 Who Was That?
It was rumored that the Ghost King was a bloodthirsty demon who took pleasure in killing.
If he was in a good mood, he would kill someone!
If he was in a bad mood, he would kill someone!
When he was in a good mood, he liked to kill people to liven things up!
However, those were all rumors that someone could make up. They were targeted at Mo Beiyuan.
In fact, he did not like killing.
Nor did he have any penchant for blood.
He was a human and not a demon!
Moreover, Mo Beiyuan was carrying the little packrat in his arms. He was not stupid enough to kill someone in front of the child.
You, you don't want to kill me?
Yun Qingqing did not expect it to take so long. It turned out that she had made a mistake. However, when he looked at her, there was clearly a murderous intent in his eyes that wanted to kill her.
Then what did this Ghost King want?
Yun Qingqing's gaze landed on Yun Ran and she suddenly understood something.
She let out an ear-piercing scream. You want to snatch my spiritual root! You want to take away my heaven-level spiritual root and give it to Yun Ran! No, no, you can't do this!
Yun Qingqing was not stupid. She knew very well that if her heaven-level spiritual root was snatched away, she would become a complete cripple!
Without a heaven-level spiritual root, she could not enter any sect and could only be an ordinary woman for the rest of her life!
In the Xuanxia Continent, the strong with spiritual power cultivation were respected.
Even if she was the daughter of the Prime Minister, Brother Jinyu would not choose her as the Crown Princess.
She did not want to live like that!
Yun Ran pursed her lips and corrected her. Please understand that it was your good parents who took the spiritual root from me first, so I took it back, not away!
As soon as she spoke, Yun Qingqing vented all her anger on her.
Yun Ran! You traitorous and extremely vicious ingrate, how can you treat me like this! I'm your biological sister! You climbed into the Ghost King's bed and found him to back you up, so you turned around to deal with me! You coveted my heaven-level spiritual root and even made up such nonsense. How can you be so vicious!
Do you think you can become like me just because you snatched my heaven-level spiritual root? Let me tell you, you will never become someone like me! Yun Qingqing raised her voice and roared angrily.
At this moment, she could only roar helplessly and angrily.
Yun Ran nodded indifferently. Are you done? If you're done, return my spiritual root to me.
Mo Beiyuan also felt that Yun Qingqing spoke too much nonsense and was very noisy. The key was that she had frightened the little Sweetcake in his arms. However, just as he was about to attack again and strip the spiritual root from Yun Qingqing, something happened.
A white ribbon flew towards him and wrapped around his arm, restricting his movements. Everyone's gaze followed the white silk.
Yun Ran naturally took the opportunity to look in that direction. She saw a woman in white standing on a big limestone that was propped high up. Her face was covered by a white veil, so her appearance could not be seen clearly. However, her eyes looked a little cold and aloof. She wore a jade crown on her head, and her long white shirt fluttered, making her look ethereal and unapproachable.
At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed.
Is it the one from the Linxu Sect?
To be able to use the white silk to such a level, who else could it be other than the reincarnated fairy of the Linxu Sect?
Isn't that person in seclusion? Has she come out?
Yun Ran wanted to ask these people if they could consider the feelings of someone like her who didn't know anything when they gossiped. Who was that?