"I think it will take some time. This little guy has really good understanding." Takiyue covered his face with a jade bone fan and smiled calmly among the crowd.
Obviously everyone saw him, but all the attacks on him were inexplicably transferred to other people. Everyone saw his expression, as if they were seeing a ghost.
In front of him, the light on Xia Chuyi's body faded, as if he had been reborn in the fire, and the ebony beads on his chest became a little brighter again.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the middle-aged man who had just arrived in front of her. Her delicate eyebrows could not help but frown, and there was almost a knot between her eyebrows.
If her memory was correct, this man whom she had only met a few times in her mind was her nominal father.
Xia Cheng felt a little uncomfortable looking at Xia Chuyi's cold and hostile eyes. He coughed twice and spoke to her with a dignified air: "Although you have reached the level of a spiritual person,
But they are no match for us. These elders are all spiritual master-level figures. You’d better not resist, just surrender and I will intercede on your behalf.”
Of course she knew the strength of the group of people brought by Xia Cheng this time, the spiritual level elders, and it was estimated that more than half of the entire Xia family's wealth was here.
But as a father, "I will intercede for you" is like a great gift to her, and it sounds like a joke no matter how you hear it.
She sneered slightly and raised the corners of her lips slightly: "Then I have to thank you, Master, for thinking about me. It just so happens that this little girl is naturally rebellious. If she doesn't like to drink toasts, she likes to drink as a punishment."
While speaking, she hooked her index finger on her waist, and a small bell wrapped around her finger.
The soul-chasing bell given by Uncle Zheng can be used as long as the spiritual power reaches the level of a spiritual person. It just so happens that this fifth-grade spiritual weapon is gaining popularity.
Xia Cheng's face was obviously very ugly because of Xia Chuyi's words "Second Master". Anyone else wouldn't be happy to be called that by his own daughter, right?
He rolled up his sleeves and snorted coldly: "She is really a rebellious girl. She doesn't even recognize her biological father. I don't know what morally corrupt things she will do in the future!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong wind blowing across his face, and a figure appeared in front of him at some point.
Xia Chuyi narrowed her eyes, her cold eyes carrying the coldness from hell.
"Biological father? What a biological father! Since you are my biological father, why are my mother's bones buried in a mass grave instead of your Xia family's ancestral grave?"
"Since you are my biological father, when I was bullied by Xia Zhenlin, Xia Huiyun and others and almost died, did you ever take care of me?"
"Since you are my biological father, do you know how I ended up in the Xia family these years?"
Every word is aggressive.
As soon as Xia Chu said something further, the frame Xia Cheng was holding suddenly collapsed, and he was forced to retreat continuously without being able to reply.
Xia Chuyi suddenly grinned and smiled, and his soft voice floated in the air: "Since you are my biological father, why don't you even give me the title of the Xia family? Do you think I am the daughter of a prostitute?
Are you embarrassed? So you casually gave me the name of a slave, and then raised me as a slave. Even my name can't be found in the genealogy of Hui? I can't even be considered a Xia family member.
How can I be qualified to be your Mr. Xia's daughter? You really flatter me."
The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, with a faint smile, but it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, not reaching the bottom of his heart.
Xia Cheng was speechless by what she said, but Xia Tong next to him endured the pain and roared: "What are you waiting for? No matter who she is, let me take her down first!"
Xia Cheng came to his senses after being yelled at by Xia Tong, but when he looked up at Xia Chuyi, he was in a dilemma.
Although he had pretended that he had never given birth to this daughter all these years, he still had a slight hesitation if he really wanted to take action. Wouldn't it mean that he would have to cut off his own flesh and blood with his own hands?
Seeing his hesitation, Xia Tong was almost hysterical: "What are you waiting for? If we let this little demon girl go today, the Xia family will never have peace in the future!"
"I understand." Xia Cheng responded in a calm voice.
He also knew what Xia Zhenlin and Xia Huiyun had become now. Xia Chuyi dared to be so cruel now, and he didn't know what would happen in the future.
The eldest brother is right, if we really let her go, there will really be no peace for the Xia family in the future.
Gritting his teeth and being cruel, he raised his hand and swung it down violently.
All the Xia family elders who followed him at the level of spiritual masters immediately dispersed and surrounded Xia Chuyi.
Looking at Xia Cheng's final determination, Xia Chuyi's last hope was shattered.
My heart felt empty, as if a piece was missing.
There is no one who does not long for the love of his parents.
Her hair spread out, dancing without wind, and the soul-calling bell in her hand began to ring wildly, like a urgent reminder.
"The Xia family is unkind to me, and I am unjust to the Xia family. If you leave today, I will let you go. If you don't leave, I will dye this moat red!"
The words spread with the wind, sonorous and powerful, and echoed in the air word by word.
She stood in the center surrounded by everyone, but it gave people the feeling that she was standing on top of everyone.
That arrogant tone almost made those who were still in the spirit-gathering stage subconsciously tremble in their legs and feet, almost falling to their knees on the ground.
Takiyue stood behind her, shook his head and sighed: "This woman, should I say she is too cruel, or too soft-hearted."