stjorthotic Chapter 202 The Evil Younger Yang Lingchen
Chapter 202 The Evil Younger Yang Lingchen
At this moment, Fan Bing on the auction stage lightly tapped the table with a hammer in his hand and said, "Four million for the first time!"
"Four million for the second time!"
"Four million for the third time, deal! Congratulations, Princess Qing."
Fan Bing sent Shenxucao over with a smile on his face, this is four million spirit crystals! She can get 400,000 spirit crystals just by drawing.
"Your Highness, what should we do now?" Wan Zihao said via voice transmission.
"Shut up! Give me two million spirit crystals!" Murong Qing gave Wan Zihao a hard look.
"Fuck, why should I ask you to pay the price you asked for?" Wan Zihao cursed inwardly, and then took out two million spirit crystals unwillingly.
Although Yang Lingchen really wanted to get the Shenxu Grass, he really didn't have four million spirit crystals in his hand.
The auction ended soon, and when Yang Lingchen walked out of the Tianfeng Chamber of Commerce, it was already dark.
"Boy, where are you going?" At this moment, Murong Qing and Wan Zihao walked towards Yang Lingchen, followed by several old men with calm breaths.
"Isn't this the Princess Qing who is filling up all over the place after being swollen by me?" Yang Lingchen grinned at the corner of his mouth.
Although there are many opponents, Yang Lingchen is fearless. With his current strength, even if he can't beat these people, he still has confidence in escaping.
"Little bastard, you will definitely die today!" Wan Zihao's eyes were extremely sinister, and he had always been brooding over Yang Lingchen's sneak attack last time.
"My lord is standing here, come if you have the ability!" Yang Lingchen's mouth curled up into a sneer.
"Looking for death!" Wan Zihao swung his war sword, slashed across the Shattering Void, and slashed towards Yang Lingchen with a bitter breath.
Yang Lingchen's eyes flashed coldly, his figure turned into a white light, and instantly swung an inanimate sword aura towards Wan Zihao. The sharp sword aura seemed to tear the void, and he brought an afterimage towards Wan Zihao. Howe swept away.
Facing Yang Lingchen's terrifying sword energy, Wan Zihao hastily swung his sword to block it.
"Dang!" With the sound of clang, the terrifying sword energy cut off Wan Zihao's battle sword without stopping at all, and passed across his neck in an instant.
"Ah...!" Wan Zihao's eyes widened, showing a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, his hands tightly held his bleeding throat, and then he fell down slowly.
Since the auction was over at this time, this scene was watched by many people.
Wan Zihao is the son of the prime minister of the Great Yan Dynasty! Just like that, he was killed.
The crowd at the scene were all shocked.
"Kill him!" Murong Qing's tone was extremely cold.
As soon as her words fell, several old men behind her rushed towards Yang Lingchen from different directions in an instant.
Faced with the siege of several elders from the fourth floor of the Divine Origin Realm, Yang Lingchen's eyes flashed fiercely, and the phantom movement suddenly flashed, and with a flash of white light, it killed Murong Qing in an instant.
These old men never expected that Yang Lingchen's speed would be so fast.
When they realized it, Yang Lingchen had already grabbed Murong Qing by the throat.
At this moment, Murong Qing was terrified and panicked. She never expected that she would be powerless in front of Yang Lingchen.
"Brat, put the princess down, otherwise no one in this world can save you." An old man in gray said coldly.
"Old stuff, the Great Yan Dynasty is a mere low-level force, and it's no shit in Tianfeng World! Just this, you have the nerve to brag about it!" Yang Lingchen sneered.
"Stinky boy, you'd better let the princess go, otherwise you won't be able to escape today!" Murong Qing, who came back slowly, cast a cold glance at Yang Lingchen.
"You seem quite aloof!" Yang Lingchen sneered, and then followed Murong Qing's neckline with his right hand,
slid in.
[As for what his hands are doing! Everyone make up their own brains]
"Bastard, this princess wants to kill you!" Murong Qing's face turned crimson instantly, and the veins in her entire body burst out of anger.
"Crack, clap, clap!"
"Damn motherfucker, believe it or not, I stripped you naked?" Yang Lingchen twitched directly.
At this moment, countless people fell into a daze.
"This Yang Lingchen is too arrogant!"
"That's right! This is the imperial capital of the Great Yan Dynasty! How dare he blatantly trample on the princess."
"Not to mention, it's so exciting to watch, I can feel it!"
"Hush your voice, you want to die!"
At this time, the crowd watching the excitement all around began to discuss.
The muscles on the faces of those old men were tense, their brows were deeply furrowed, and their eyes were like sharp knives, staring at Yang Lingchen firmly.
"Get out of the way! Otherwise, I will take her off!" Yang Lingchen tightly grabbed Murong Qing's throat, his sharp eyes, like a sharp blade, coldly swept across the old men.
"Stinky boy, do you know the consequences of what you do? Even if you are an alchemist of Dayan Academy, no one can protect you!" The old man in gray looked at Yang Lingchen coldly.
"Old man, if you keep pretending, it will be your responsibility if I strangle her to death!" Yang Lingchen's eyes flashed fiercely, and then he exerted force with his left hand.
"Cough cough cough...!"
Immediately, Murong Qing's eyes widened, and her hands kept struggling, but no matter how hard she struggled, it was of no avail. Her originally white face also turned crimson, and her slender and snow-white neck also had bruises. At this moment, she felt that she was about to suffocate.
"Stop, let the princess go, we let you go." The old man in gray said eagerly, he didn't want to take the blame for killing the princess.
"Get out of the way. I will let her go when I go back to the academy. If you dare to stop me again, you will be at your own risk!" Yang Lingchen's eyes flashed a cold light.
"Brat, it's fine to let you go, but this old man warns you, if you dare to touch Princess Qing, even your headmaster won't be able to keep you!" The gray-clothed old man warned, and then gave way.
"Don't worry, killing her won't do me any good! Besides, I don't dare to kill her in the academy!" After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, he held Murong Qing hostage and flew towards Dayan Academy.
"Brother, what should we do?" Looking at Yang Lingchen's back, another old man said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, that kid doesn't dare to do anything to the princess! As long as he dares to leave the academy, he will die without a place to bury him." The gray-clothed old man said with a gloomy expression.
Holding Murong Qing hostage, Yang Lingchen has been flying through the clouds, "Give me the storage ring!"
"Don't even think about it!" Murong Qing said coldly with a frosty face.
"You still dare to pretend, believe it or not, I killed you in mid-air?" After Yang Lingchen finished speaking, his left hand slipped into her neckline again.
"Ah...! You bastard, stop!" Murong Qing blushed slightly, and looked at Yang Lingchen angrily.
"Bring it to you!" At this moment, Yang Lingchen pulled the storage ring off her hand.
"Bastard, I can't finish with you." Murong Qing's eyes were filled with a trace of coldness.
"Hmph!" Yang Lingchen snorted coldly, and continued to fly towards Dayan Academy.
Not long after, Yang Lingchen took Murong Qing hostage and returned to Dayan Academy.
“Plenty of portion and good texture!”
After entering the academy, Yang Lingchen let go of Murong Qing, and then flew towards the Alchemy Academy.
"Bastard, this princess wants to cut you into pieces!"
Hearing the angry roar behind him, a sneer flashed across the corner of Yang Lingchen's mouth.
"Yang Lingchen, do you know that you have caused a big problem?" Yang Lingchen had just entered the Alchemy Academy when Ye Wushuang walked towards him.
"What's the matter?" Yang Lingchen smiled.
"Did you kill Wan Zihao just now? And kidnapped Murong Qing?" Ye Wushuang said.
"They took the initiative to provoke me, so it's not my fault." Yang Lingchen said indifferently.
"Grandpa is looking for you!" Ye Wushuang said angrily.
"Why does your grandpa want me? Our relationship has not developed to the point where we can meet our parents!" Yang Lingchen laughed.
"Bastard! Who said you met your parents?" Ye Wushuang blushed slightly, and scolded coquettishly.
"Then I'm relieved, lead the way!" Yang Lingchen laughed.