Chapter 815

h Zhēixīnggé for many years, the relationship was deeply rooted. If Zhao Ping'an hurt Zhao Changhai today, and tomorrow they found the sword in the tomb again, things would be very troublesome."Nan Go...Chapter 815

The sound, reaches everyone's ears!

As soon as the words left his mouth.

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The crowd suddenly became agitated. They dared to ask the head of the Wu family like that They were simply tired of living!

Here's the translation, keeping only the text content: Boom!

The deputy head, sitting beside Wu De Dao, slammed his hand heavily on the table and stood up angrily: "You little punk, Zhao Ping'an is already dead, why are you still using him to scare us You think we're afraid of you"

Another person also stood up and roared, "My Wu family is one of the Seven Great Families of Daxia. We've never looked down on Zhao Ping'an. Let alone that he has been dismembered a thousand times, even if he were alive, if the head of my Wu family took a liking to his woman, he would have to obediently hand her over!"

Our master has heard them out, of course he still wants to marry them. Hurry and let them come down the mountain to accompany me, Wu's master, always!

whispers could be heard among the crowd.

"Bringing up Zhao Ping'an at this time to scare people is just a joke!"

Please remember for one second.

"They really can't see the situation clearly!"

"How could Master Wu be afraid After hearing just one sentence, he agreed to the marriage. Now that he has heard it all, is Master Wu still afraid"

>However.

...as the crowd buzzed with chatter.

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Wu De Dao's face was getting whiter and whiter, his eyes filled with increasing terror as he stared at the young man. His whole body trembled like a sieve, feeling as if his soul was being tormented.y behind.128 great Martial Kings closely followed.They leaped over the deck, taking flight.>>In the eyes of a martial artist, cultivators are trash and scum, all deserving of death!Moreover, in the ey...