1473: Leading The Spirit Beasts To Attack The City I

Leading The Spirit Beasts To Attack The City I

"Let him go!" Feng Lianqing's expression was dark as he pointed his long sword at the leopard.0

"Heh…" The leopard let out a cold snort. His voice sounded scornful and contemptuous.

"Each one of you humans is detestable. You enjoy killing and have murdered a lot of spirit beasts in our tribe! Why are you allowed to murder our kind, but we can't kill you, humans, instead? This little fatty will be dessert for my brothers. I won't return him to you."

When the little fatty heard the spirit beast speaking human language, he panicked in fright. The second half of the leopard's words made the little boy soil himself a little. It was disgusting.

"I'm not delicious. I'm really not delicious. I only have fats. Why didn't you target them instead of me?"

There were obviously a lot more people back there, but why did the leopard choose him?

"Shut up! If you keep crying, I'll swallow you now!" The leopard warned ferociously.

Sure enough, after saying this, the little fatty stopped crying. He kept quiet and never made another sound.

Feng Lianqing looked at the leopard and said calmly, "I admit that many people enjoy killing, but not everyone does. We are reasonable humans. If you don't touch my people, I won't harm you."

"My tribe, my whole tribe… was murdered." The leopard was trembling. "I won't believe the sweet words of a human. You, humans, have bewitched too many spirit beasts of my kind and even had them assist you in killing and hunting. If I didn't attack you, you would have attacked me! I've survived thus far because I wanted to take revenge on humans!"

To him, every human was the same. None of them were decent. He had survived thus far because he wanted to kill as many as he could! Even if it were not many, he would never continue to live in hiding…

Feng Lianqing's gaze darkened. "If you won't let him go, don't blame me for not showing mercy!"

He could not communicate with an unintelligent spirit beast, so he could only force it to let the little boy go.

The instant Feng Lianqing lifted his long sword, a voice called out from behind him, making his sword stop midair.

"Which do you think is faster? Your sword? Or his teeth?"

Feng Lianqing was stunned. He turned to see a young girl dressed in red robes, slowly walking over.

Hmm… Although it was inappropriate to call a pregnant woman a 'young girl', when faced with this girl who did not look to be over twenty years old, he was reluctant to call her a woman.

The man standing beside this young girl remained fair and calm as if no matter what happened, his emotions would not stir. He was tranquil as a gentle breeze.

"If I help you." Feng Ruqing smiled, "Will you tell me about Lianyi?"

Feng Lianqing was stunned. He stared at Feng Ruqing, lost.

"Lianyi? Why do you want to know about her?"

Feng Ruqing rubbed her chin and smiled brightly. "I'm quite interested in her."

Feng Lianqing was speechless. He looked at Feng Ruqing, then looked sympathetically at Nan Xian. He could clearly see the dark expression on Nan Xian's face.

"Ahem! Ahem!" Feng Lianqing coughed briefly. "Young Master Nan Xian, you don't have to worry about anything. Lianyi… is normal."

Nan Xian was speechless. He glanced faintly at Feng Lianqing. "Is my Qing'er abnormal?"

'Too abnormal!'

But of course, he dared not say it out loud. After all, Feng Lianqing was still hoping that these two would help him save the prince.

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