Chapter 328

Her slender hands fluttered, stirring wind and clouds!

The long sword like a rainbow, Sword Qi like a dragon, one after another, piercing into fragile hearts.

Corpse after corpse stiffly fell from height, raising dust like smoke.

The onlooking civilians retreated again and again, leaving a spacious open space for the corpses to fall!

Fresh blood splattered everywhere, like heavenly maidens scattering flowers.

Blood mist danced in the wind, that was the scene of the Grim Reaper harvesting.

When the last sword pierced the last heart, the last corpse fell onto the last open space.

Before the grand Prime Minister's Residence, it had become a mortuary displaying corpses.

Looking again at that person, they stood in the void.

White robe whiter than snow, black hair flowing like a waterfall.

The long wind fluttered, garments fluttering.

Not a trace of killing intent, not a hint of bloodlust.

She stood there gracefully, her bearing elegant and pure, as if a celestial maiden descended.

What relation do these corpses have with her?

It must be an illusion, right?

She landed on the ground, stepping on corpses all around, walking aside, actually creating the illusion of flowers blooming along her path!

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Until Ye Qingran walked up, Han Xing finally released his hand covering Xiao Hu's eyes.

A child, better not see too much slaughter.

Ye Qingran, as if nothing happened, picked up Xiao Hu and kissed her son's soft, tender cheek. Her nonchalant demeanor made it seem as if the lives of over a hundred people meant nothing to her.

Xiao Hu looked at the corpses all around, not frightened at all, and described: 'Mother, they're all dead, and each was pierced through the heart by a sharp blade.'

'Mm.' Ye Qingran smiled and nodded, 'Xiao Hu, are you afraid?'

'Not afraid!' Mo Xiaohu shook his head, 'Niu Mo Wang Da Shu once said, to be a person one should take life and death lightly; if you disagree, just fight them!'

Ye Qingran: '......'

Niu Mo Wang Da Shu, I've remembered you!

Ye Qingran felt it necessary to correct: 'Xiao Hu, we are good people, we can't just kill indiscriminately. But if someone wants to kill you, that's another matter.'

Xiao Hu nodded obediently.

The more Ye Qingran remained calm and breezy, the more she could leave a psychological scar on people.

Those civilians, now looking at Ye Qingran again, had completely different eyes.

Obviously, a feeling called reverence had arisen.

After this incident, from now on, not to mention provoking her, just seeing her would likely scare people half to death!

The most fortunate were those who had just realized the difficulty and retreated.

At least, they preserved their lives.

Thus, that post-disaster feeling lingered long, unable to calm, their hearts almost jumping out of their throats.

'Ye Qingran, how dare you? You killed so many of our Mu Family, we Mu Family won't let you off! Wuji Hall won't let you off!'

Mu Qingrou was half-dead, the Mu Family's experts lost more than half, the entire Mu Family's vitality greatly wounded! How could he not be angry?

'Bring it on, I'm waiting.' Ye Qingran replied indifferently.

From today onward, she had already prepared herself to live flamboyantly.

Let the storm come, even more violently!

Lin Xueyan swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, her peerless appearance frightened, her face losing color.

If not seen with one's own eyes, even beating her to death wouldn't make one believe that Ye Qingran actually possessed such formidable strength; the Lin and Mu Families' hundreds of experts were no match for her in a single move.

So she, naturally, is no match for Ye Qingran!

She wanted to leave amid the chaos, but Ye Qingran called her name.

'Lin Da Xiaojie, where are you going?'

A faint, teasing tone.

Lin Xueyan's spine stiffened, caught red-handed in public, making her feel a flush of embarrassment: 'Ye Qingran, you've crippled my Lin Family with so many casualties, isn't that enough? That's about it!'

'That's about it?' Ye Qingran smirked, 'When Lin Da Xiaojie dealt with me, it wasn't this principle. How about playing double standards?'

'Ye Qingran, you devil who kills like hemp! What wrong did they have? Most of them are still so young, utterly innocent! They have their own families, yet you are so vicious, slaughtering them all—are you still human?' Lin Xueyan scolded.

Those words resonated somewhat with some people.

Ye Qingran merely smiled, 'Oh? Is that so? If the Lin and Mu Families hadn't given that order, they wouldn't have died, right? It's true I killed them, but they died because of your two great families, isn't that so?'

'Ye Qingran, you're twisting logic!'

'Say whatever you like.'

Ye Qingran didn't want to argue with Lin Xueyan.

'Xing Er, Yue Er, bring her over here, amidst these corpses, give her a good beating!' She had said, if anyone dared to make her son bleed, she would repay a hundredfold.

Lin Xueyan's servant Cui Xi blocked in front of Lin Xueyan, with an air of arrogance, saying: 'Where did this lowly servant come from, so bold, do you know who our young lady is? She is from...'

Slap~

Han Xing, not one for many harsh words, slapped Cui Xi flying with a single palm. Lin Xueyan looked at the already fainted Cui Xi, her face ashen. This servant's slap from Ye Qingran—how is it not a slap to her face?

Lin Xueyan's face sank, she put on an arrogant posture: 'Ye Qingran, you are provoking the dignity of my Lin Family!'

'So what if it is?' Ye Qingran raised her chin, gesturing for the two to stop dawdling.

Lin Xueyan tried to resist, but Ye Qingran controlled the sword to press against her throat.

Her pupils instantly contracted to a dot. A terrified expression appeared on her face.

"Either die, or obediently submit."

Han Xing Leng Yue, holding Lin Xueyan, threw her into the middle of the corpse.

Lin Xueyan's hatred ate into her bones, "Ye Qingran, you dare? I am of the Deer‑Chasing Summit!"

Deer‑Chasing Summit?

At the mention of the Deer‑Chasing Summit, a cold glint passed through Ye Qingran's eyes.

If it weren't for the protection of the Deer‑Chasing Summit, would she really have to wait this long to move Lin Xueyan?

In her heart, a deep resentment toward the Deer‑Chasing Summit burned.

Better not to mention it; bringing it up only makes her more upset!

"I don't care about your Deer‑Chasing Summit, Dog‑Chasing Summit—just beat me!"

Lin Xueyan has always been vain. Compared to physical pain, being humiliated and losing face is a far better punishment for her.

Dog‑Chasing Summit?

Pig‑Dog Summit?

Wuhen's mouth twitched.

Wuhen felt offended once again!