She pulled Duan Muming up and left without looking back.

Now the great elder was dumbfounded. Things were completely different from what he had originally imagined.

When she knew that her biological mother was a traitor from Netherworld Valley, and that he was her grandfather, shouldn't she take the initiative to atone for her mother's sins?

Then he could take the opportunity to show her righteousness, let her willingly take over the Netherworld Valley, and restore the former prestige of the Netherworld Valley.

How could he know that Xiao Jiujiu in his belly had already been seen through.

However, Jun Qianxi didn't know that he wanted her to take over the Netherworld Valley, but she knew that he must take the opportunity to trap her.

Use guilt to trap her?

Sorry, guilt was something Xiao Xi'er used to feed dogs as early as eight hundred years ago.

She walked slowly and leisurely, as if she was wandering in her back garden.

She waits for the other party to speak so that she can take advantage of the opportunity to maximize her interests.

The elder became anxious when he saw that she really had no intention of looking back. He followed Situ Baiyi vigorously and winked.

Fortunately, the other party understood and ducked to block the way of the two people in front.

"Hmph, you want to just walk away like this when you hurt the person in Netherworld Valley?"

"We know very well whether the injury hurt him or not. But if you insist on blaming Xiaohu's injury on me, then just treat it as my injury. But if I hurt him, what can you do?" Jun Qianxi said like

He looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

"You! You evildoer! If I don't teach you a lesson today, I will take your surname!"

Jun Qianxi dug her ears, pointed to Duanmu Ming beside her, and said: "Dear grandpa, I am really not interested in you having my last name. And you are already old, so don't get angry easily.

Even if you want to get angry, you must first weigh your weight to see if it is enough to scare our Prince Ming."

The Great Elder then turned his attention to Duanmu Ming: "His Royal Highness Duanmu Ming? The chief disciple of Lingshan?"

Duan Muming glanced at him and said nothing. He just played with Jun Qianxi's little hand, not thinking about Shuzhong.

The Great Elder's eyes flashed with light quickly, and now he was even more determined to tie the woman in front of him to Netherworld Valley.

It seemed that as long as she was tied up, Duanmu Ming would not be able to escape.

Maybe we can retaliate in the same way, and when the war starts, let Duanmu Ming coordinate the inside and outside...

"Xi'er, I was betrayed by you like this, how can you compensate me?" Duan Muming stretched out his fingers and scratched her palm, flirting as if no one else was watching.

"Duanmu Ming, are you embarrassed to let me be plotted alone?"

"Okay then, let's be plotted together with my little Xi'er."

Such a conversation between the two directly exposed the thoughts of the person in front of them.

Duan Muming looked at the embarrassed person and said, "You shouldn't be Xi'er's grandfather, right?"

The great elder suddenly raised his eyes, with doubts in his eyes.

"After giving birth to a traitor, how can you still have the nerve to live in this world?"

"You..." The great elder's face turned red with anger and he couldn't say a word.

"Don't be rude to the Great Elder." Situ Baiyi immediately stood up and released his spiritual pressure.

Duan Muming still looked relaxed. The eighth level of spiritual pressure was fatal to others, but to him, it just made his clothes fly.
Chapter completed!