Ling Bufan looked at Du Ziming as if he were an idiot, curled his lips and shook his head, as if he had nothing to say to him.

Qiu Wentian broke out in cold sweat, feeling that today's events were going to get out of hand.

However, his identity is very embarrassing, and he only handles the Qiu family's family affairs, which has no deterrent effect to the outside world.

Whether he was facing Ling Bufan or Du Ziming, he had no absolute right to deal with it.

"Du Ziming, this is my grandfather's birthday party. You don't want to be messed up, right?"

He avoided Ling Bufan's gaze and winked desperately.

"If things get too big, it won't be good for you..."

Du Ziming hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering.

Ling Luoyu saw the fishiness in it, smiled coldly, pinched his nose and shouted sharply: "Yeah, it's no good, just tuck your tail between your legs and get out..."

Ling Bufan suddenly took a breath of cold air and turned around alertly.

Why does this emphasis sound familiar?!

Could it be that bastard thing from Ling Luoyu?!

That’s not right!

Didn't Mo Xuanchen send her to the academy?!

At that moment, Du Ziming was aroused with anger in his heart: "Qiu Wentian, if I retreat today, what qualifications will I have to stand in Bianwei Mountain in the future? Where will the face of my Du family in Huicheng be shown?!"

While he was talking, dozens of figures came from the top of Bianwei Mountain.

The release of profound energy is all based on the mysterious god.

Nan Changying quietly approached Ling Bufan, her lips not moving, almost whispering.

"This is troublesome... We don't have the advantage in numbers..."

Ling Bufan gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give it all! Take it one step at a time! I'd rather die standing than live on my knees!"

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes apologetic.

"I'm just dragging you down..."

"It's not a burden, it's our responsibility!"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Dozens of figures stood still behind Du Ziming, demonstrating as if their mysterious energy was being released.

"boom!"

Just in terms of aura, Ling Bufan and the two of them were clearly at a disadvantage.

Qiu Wentian was burning with anxiety.

This is a never-ending rhythm.

The figure flashed past, and he protected Ling Bufan.

"Du Ziming, the Grand Duke is a guest of my Qiu family. If you want to use violence, it is tantamount to challenging our Qiu family..."

Du Ziming sneered disdainfully and glanced behind him Yin Falcon: "Since Qiu Wentian is so sincere... let's pick them together..."

The guard behind him received the order and instantly flew up, releasing his thick profound energy and crashing into Ling Bufan and the other three.

Ling Luoyu was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he pinched his throat and fanned the flames again: "Du Ziming, you are going too far! In the territory of our Qiu family, you actually dare to attack our people... Where is the Qiu family? Where are they... Come on

Ah...beat their brains to pieces...destroy these bastards from the Du family..."

The grudges between the Du family and the Qiu family have long been buried.

Only because of the pressure from above, there has been no formal conflict.

Now that Ling Luoyu was screaming like this, the anger in everyone's heart was instantly ignited.

"kill……"

Amidst the roars, countless members of the Qiu family rushed forward like a tide.

Regardless of the level of cultivation, Xuanqi swarmed in as if it cost nothing, overwhelming Du Ziming's master, servant, and others!

Qiu Wentian's face turned completely green this time.

Most of the Qiu family's disciples were below the level of Xuan Ba. It was hard to find Xuan Emperor, and he was protected like a treasure.

As for the cultivation level above Xuan Shen, there are only a handful of them.

Otherwise, the Qiu family would not have been so miserably suppressed by the Du family over the years.

Now if this melee continues, the children of the Qiu family will definitely suffer losses.

Especially seeing blood on Qiu Zesheng's birthday is an absolute taboo.

Extra: Pretty girls, throw away your tickets. If you don’t throw away your tickets, I don’t want to abuse the scum~~

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Extra: Pretty girls, throw away your tickets. If you don’t throw away your tickets, I don’t want to abuse the scum~~
Chapter completed!