Fights Break Sphere: The only daughter of Emperor Hun Tian, ​​I am the young master of the Hun Clan

Chapter 7 Confrontation, Threat

Yao Chen rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Little girl, the Soul Palace caused my death, and you still have the nerve to ask me for this. Do you think I will agree?"

This girl is quite shameless. She knew how he died, but she still had the courage to keep him. Was she really not afraid that he would harm her secretly?
Could it be that she has something to rely on?

Thinking of this, Yao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Hun Qinghao with scrutiny in his eyes.

"You don't agree?" Hun Qinghao frowned slightly, and the look in his purple eyes began to become unfriendly.

She had never thought that someone would reject her. Before she traveled through time, she was the daughter of a wealthy family, the apple of everyone's eye, and she could get anything she wanted. Although she had a car accident at the age of eighteen and traveled through time to become the twelfth-rank black lotus of destruction, she began to retreat as soon as she arrived, and transformed as soon as she came out. She had never had any contact with the outside world, so this experience can be ignored.

After reincarnating into the Douqi Continent, she was the only daughter of Emperor Hun Tian and the noble young patriarch of the Hun Clan. In the Hun Realm, no one dared to refuse her request, which made her more domineering.

The overbearing and spoiled eldest daughter never expected that she, who always had her way, would suffer a tragic defeat at the hands of a soul.

The young lady is very unhappy and the consequences are serious!

"From childhood to adulthood, there has never been anything that I, Hun Qing, have wanted but have not been able to obtain!"

"If I can't get it, then I don't mind destroying it!"

Hun Qing had a pair of crystal clear purple eyes that were bottomless, as if hiding countless ghosts. There was a barely perceptible sneer on the corners of her mouth, and her voice was soft but extremely dangerous.

Coupled with the black lotus formed by the world-destroying black flames in her white palm, the whole room was filled with a terrifying aura of destruction, and the surrounding space was cracking apart.

The destructive power emitted by the World-Destroying Black Flame made Yao Chen tremble with fear, and his Bone Spirit Cold Fire was completely suppressed.

Seeing that Hun Qing was about to go berserk, Yao Chen turned around and ran.

"What a horrible weird girl! I can't stand her torture. It's better to run away first!"

Just when Yao Chen wanted to pass through the door relying on the fact that he was a soul body, Hun Qinghao raised her hand and waved, and the barrier that she had hidden in the room was instantly activated, and the space was completely blocked.

"boom!"

Yao Chen hit the transparent barrier and was knocked back.

"You can't escape. I didn't use the soul-locking bracelet against you, so just be content!" Hun Qinghao played with his fingers and raised his eyes slightly, nonchalantly but with a full sense of oppression.

"You... are only a three-star Dou Wang, how could there be a space blockade?" Yao Chen turned around abruptly and looked at the calm and composed girl sitting there, his face full of horror.

You know, even a Dou Zong master can't completely block the space, but this strange girl can do it easily, it's so terrifying!
"Is it difficult to block the space? I am the young master of the Soul Clan, so it is normal for me to know a little bit of the Soul Clan's secret techniques!"

Hun Qinghao's tone was understated, as if the space blockade that only Dou Zun strongmen could fully control was as easy as drinking water and eating in her eyes.

This is indeed the case. Fortunately, Hun Qing had realized a trace of the laws of space in the ancient times. Later, she was struck by the Heavenly Dao and sent to the Douqi Continent. Her original body, the Twelve-Rank Black Lotus of Destruction, continued to absorb the power of space while traveling through time and space.

Therefore, for Hun Qinghao, space magic is simpler than practicing the secret arts of the Hun clan.

Yao Chen's heart twitched wildly: "..."

The strange girl's words made those who had not mastered the space blockade until the Dou Zun realm feel embarrassed. "If you had a body, I really couldn't do anything to you, but who made you just a soul now!" Hun Qinghao smiled softly with his lips covered, and there was a hint of gloating in his clear voice.

The Soul Clan's secret techniques and her treasures are specifically designed to defeat soul bodies. Even if a soul body with the strength of a Dou Zun comes, it will be useless.

"Little girl...what a clever trick!" Yao Chen gritted his teeth in anger. You are bullying him because he is a soul, right?
Hun Qing smiled proudly, thinking that Yao Chen was praising her.

She stood up, put her hands behind her back, and walked slowly to Yao Chen. She put her small hand on his shoulder and said faintly, "Yao Chen, I just value your identity as a pharmacist. I'm tired of the medicine made by Hunxuzi, so I just want to change the taste!"

"Does your Soul Palace still need alchemists? You, the young master, don't even look down on the eighth-grade elixir. My soul body is not enough for you."

"Hmph, how can they compare with you!" Hun Qing pouted and snorted coldly.

Among those alchemists, only the pills made by Hunxuzi tasted okay, the rest were so disgusting that it was simply unpalatable for a little girl like her who ate pills as if they were candies.

Yao Chen had a wooden face and said sarcastically, "Oh, then should I thank the young master for his favor?"

Hun Qinghao didn't care at all. Instead, he turned around and grabbed his hand.

"Let me go!" Yao Chen wanted to shake her off, but found that Hun Qing was incredibly strong and he couldn't even move.

Hun Qinghao tilted his head and said seriously: "Since you can't escape, why don't you obey me!"

"For you, I even let Xiao Yan go!"

Yao Chen was shocked when he heard this, his eyes widened. Last night when he absorbed Xiao Yan's fighting spirit, he felt the chilling killing intent.

However, the murderous intent soon faded away, and he thought he was wrong. Now it seems that he was right. The murderous intent last night was emitted by the strange girl from the Soul Palace in front of him.

She wanted to kill Xiao Yan!

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Yao Chen felt shocked and helpless. So, he was targeted by this weird girl from the Soul Palace because he had protected that little guy Xiao Yan from disaster?
The girl's light and pleasant voice continued to echo in the sealed space, "I gave up the solution that would solve the problem once and for all, and instead chose a road full of thorns. It's still unknown whether I will end up with a broken head and blood."

"I have sacrificed so much for you. If you can't give me something in return..." Having said this, Hun Qinghao paused slightly, and his smiling face immediately turned cold.

"Then don't blame me for locking you in the Soul-Locking Bracelet forever!" Hun Qinghao's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said in a cold voice.

"It's up to you, but if you want me to surrender to the Soul Palace, forget it!" Yao Chen's attitude was very firm, and there was no way he would join the Soul Palace.

Hun Qinghao pursed her lips. She was very unhappy now. She took out her last trump card and threatened: "You don't care about yourself, don't you care about the entire Yao clan?"

"Yao Clan..." Upon hearing the name, Yao Chen was stunned. Some very distant memories flashed through his mind, but they were all unpleasant memories.

Hun Qing finally let go of Yao Chen, brushed her hair, and sat on the table, swinging her feet back and forth. "Over the past thousand years, the Xiao Clan, the Ling Clan, and the Shi Clan have been destroyed one after another. Daddy will never let go of the Yao Clan. The only one who can make Daddy change his mind is me!"

"The Yao Clan, the place where everything began..." Yao Chen looked up with emotion, his whole body filled with a strong sense of vicissitudes, looking extremely desolate.

(End of this chapter)