War God Asura

Chapter 3472 Funeral of the Eight Races (9)

"You are concerned about the punishment, but people only have his wife in their hearts."

The head of the Yao clan sarcastically sarcastically, but Bao'er didn't say a word, as if he didn't want to talk more with his father.

"Don't be whimsical, do you think that kid will come to you, it won't work? Tell you the truth, that kid was beheaded by the leader." The demon clan chief continued.

"What did you say? You said the fool is dead?" After hearing this, Bo'er's emotions suddenly became excited.

"Huh, it's not just dead, there's not even a scum left." The head of the monster clan snorted coldly, with a smug smile on his mouth.

At this moment, Bo'er didn't speak any more, because she had been choked to tears, and the endless pain was twisting in her heart.

"Hey, my poor daughter, I'm in vain when you think about that Xingjue, but before he died, he called his wife's name." Seeing his daughter crying, the patriarch of the demon clan actually showed A touch of perverted pleasure.

"You...you didn't even let Sister Xiaohan go?" Bao'er clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth angrily.

"The so-called rush to kill is like this." The head of the Yao clan smiled.

"You are really beasts." Bo'er scolded loudly.

"Presumptuous, just talk to your father like this?" The head of the Yao clan was suddenly furious.

"Father? You are not worthy of being my father." Bo'er shot back sharply.

"Pop." However, as soon as Bao'er's voice fell, a loud slap fell on her pink face, slamming her from the middle of the chariot to the corner.

"Beat, you'd better kill me, I don't want to live anymore."

What Baoer was telling was the truth. If it hadn't been for her soul to be sealed, she would have blew herself up long ago and would not live in such pain.

"If you want to die, you have to wait until today. Now, you will finish this wedding for me obediently."

The head of the Yao clan suddenly turned good, and came to Bao'er with a disgusting smile, helped her wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and wiped away the scars on her face.

"This breath..." But at this moment, the head of the Yao clan suddenly changed his face, and suddenly cast his gaze out of the chariot, and a touch of anxiety had spread.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhh"

At this moment, countless figures passed by, unexpectedly surpassing the caravan of welcoming relatives, and finally stopped before the prince of the fairy clan.

"Who? Dare to run wild on the land of my fairy clan."

The sudden change made people shocked, but the immortal race showed a tough attitude, double-teaming from both sides, and unexpectedly wrapped the group of blocking masters in the middle.

Moreover, the strength of the two parties is also very different, and the fairy clan has an absolute advantage.

And this person was not someone else, but was led by the ancestor Xuan Ye, the powerhouses of the Sanctuary League Mansion.

"I thought it was someone. It turned out to be the old man Xuan Ye from the Sanctuary League Mansion. Why? Are you trying to make trouble?" The immortal emperor walked out of the crowd with a haughty attitude.