Seeing the person in the room again, Yan Ling sneered: "Qing Leya, you are so terrified!"

Seeing Yan Ling, Qing Leya's previous thoughts appeared in her mind.

All kinds of scenes of losing her wife and losing her soldiers have tortured her enough!

Yan Yi immediately shouted: "They are rebels of the Zhuque clan, and they want to overthrow the clan leader!"

Qing Leya's face was full of horror: "Yan Ling, don't come over! If you take a step forward, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Abu was beside Qing Leya, looking like she wanted to protect her lady.

Keqing Leya's words did not work at all.

Yan Ling's mouth curled slightly, and a cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared, saying word by word: "Qing Leya, it's you again. Today you fell into my hands, you are unlucky!"

Qing Leya's face turned pale: "Yan Ling, try touching a hair of my hair!"

Yan Ling sneered and slowly approached: "Do you think I'm afraid?"

As she said that, she raised her foot and kicked Qing Leya.

Qing Leya's face changed drastically. She wanted to avoid it, but her legs were weak and she couldn't dodge it.

"Bang" sounded muffled, and Qing Leya fell heavily to the ground.

Qing Leya only felt that the pain was unbearable as if all the internal organs were displaced, and her forehead was sweating profusely and her eyes were blurred.

"Ah... it hurts so much, my waist..." Qing Leya screamed in pain.

Abu asked nervously: "Leya, how are you?"

Qing Leya gritted her teeth and said, "Bad! Isn't you help me get up yet!"

Abu quickly pulled her up from the ground.

Qing Leya covered her waist and limped towards the bed, her eyes full of vicious light: "Yan Ling! I want to kill you! I want to tear you into pieces!"

Yan Ling shrugged without caring at all and said calmly: "Come on!"

Qing Leya's eyes were even more resentful, and she directed Abu beside her: "Get me a sword!"

"Leya, you can't beat her!"

"I'll let you bring me the sword!" Qing Leya said angrily.

"Leya, it's really not possible!" Abu insisted.

Qing Leya glared at her and said, "Do you dare to disobey this lady?"

"Don't dare! Just..."

"Don't let me say it for the third time!" Qing Leya interrupted him sternly.

Abu didn't dare to speak anymore, so he could only hand the knife to Qing Leya.

Qing Leya took the knife and looked at Yan Ling coldly, her eyes full of haze and resentment.

She pulled out the knife and pointed at Yan Ling: "Your Yan Ling, die!"

Qing Leya waved the sharp blade in her hand and stabbed Yan Ling.

Yan Ling's eyes trembled, her figure flashed, and she snatched the knife from her hand and threw it back to Qing Leya.

Qing Leya was caught off guard and was left far away by Yan Ling.

She staggered and stood firm, both angry and angry.

"Bitch, I'm looking for death! I will kill you today!"

"bring it on!"

Qing Leya held the long sword in her hand and pounced on Yan Ling again.

The two fought together.

Yan Ling kicked Qing Leya's sword away and grabbed her arm again.

"Bitch! Do you dare to let go?"

"Miss Qing, your body can't stand a few more swords!"

Qing Leya was stunned, and then she remembered her physical weakness.

Qing Leya thought of her injuries, and her face instantly turned pale as paper.

"Yan Ling, please let me go! I am not letting you bully me!" Qing Leya forced herself to hold on and gritted her teeth.

Yan Ling slapped her back with a light palm, and Qing Leya suddenly vomited blood and lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Yan Ling looked down at Qing Leya with contempt and mockery.

"Aren't you going to kill me? Why don't you take action?"

"Hmph! You wait and see, I will take revenge sooner or later!" Qing Leya said while panting and gritting her teeth.

"Oh, I'll wait." Yan Ling smiled and said, "Miss Qing, don't you think you are very sad? Originally, you could be the daughter of your Wangyou family carefree, but you just want to cause trouble."

Hearing this, Qing Leya's face suddenly sank. She stared at Yan Ling tightly, wishing she could eat her alive.

"Yan Ling, you are just a slave raised by your parents. What qualifications do you have to say to me?"

"Ha, Qing Leya, you have been chasing me for so long, but you still don't give up. Just for my spiritual root? It's too unworthy, right? Be careful that you will also take your life in it." Yan Ling said.

"You..." Qing Leya was so angry, "Qing Yan Ling, you don't say anything here!"

Yan Ling sneered: "Is it an alarmist statement? You will know later."

After saying that, Yan Ling attacked Qing Leya's chest with a palm.

Qing Leya was caught off guard and couldn't dodge at all. She was hit by Yan Ling in the chest and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. Her whole body collapsed on the ground like a rag doll.

Yan Ling stepped on Qing Leya's chest and looked at her with a high apology: "Qing Leya, this is the last time I warn you. If I see you doing something wrong with me again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Qing Leya said angrily: "Hahaha! Do you think that if you kill me now, the people from the Wangyou Sect and the Lingjian Sect will not know? Yan Ling, you are too naive!"

Yan Ling raised her eyebrows: "So what? So what if they know?"

"If they know, they will definitely send someone to kill you, and they will never stop!" Qing Leya said, "Your life is given by our family. You should thank us. Only my parents know where your parents are going, so... you'd better be more sensible! Otherwise... Humph!"

"It's really you..." Yan Ling's mouth curled up with a strange curve, "Okay, then you'll wait for your parents to go down and reunite with you!"

"What, what?" A look of shock appeared on Qing Leya's face.

Yan Ling said coldly: "Do you think you can threaten me?"

"You..." Qing Leya was so angry that she trembled all over, "Yan Ling, don't bully others too much!"

Yan Ling snorted lightly: "You should be the one who bullies me too much! Don't talk about the purpose of Wangyou's family raising me, just relying on the whereabouts of my parents, I should cut you into pieces! If you know the truth, it's better not to mess with me again!"

Qing Leya shouted in a very devastating manner: "Bitch, today, I must kill you with my own hands!"

"Oh? I'll wait!" A hint of mockery flashed in Yan Ling's eyes.

Qing Leya got up from the ground, picked up the long sword on the ground, and was about to rush towards Yan Ling.

At this time, a sound of horse hooves sounded, and a horse stopped at the door of the mansion.

Two girls of similar age were sitting immediately.

One of them has a beautiful face, wearing a goose yellow dress, a double-ring bun, and a slim figure.

The other was wearing a light green gauze dress and a pair of maids with a slightly pale complexion.

The two girls rode on horseback and ran away.

Yan Ling looked at the direction of their departure and his eyes became deep.

Those two people were from the Zhuque tribe who left home.
Chapter completed!