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Chapter 1008 Whoever talks about my father, damn it

Who is this child?

So beautiful and so noble, he is much more dignified than the fairy child in the Heavenly Palace...

A noble son trained by a royal family member.

The beauty almost caught a glance.

"Who is the little brother?" A man in a navy blue robe narrowed his eyes and spoke unkindly, "The young man who just came into the Yilanyuan? Didn't someone teach you the rules not to break through?"

Young man?

When the other men heard this, they immediately came to their senses.

Yes, what other identity can a boy who can appear in such a place at this time and be so beautiful than a young man?

So the others started to cheer: "It was the Madam who asked you to come and serve the masters, right?"

A burly man took a sip of wine and stared at Jiuwei like a wolf: "He has a very good appearance, a rare beauty in the world, but he is too young... can he withstand the favor of his master?"

Another young man looked a little smart. He stared at Jiuwei for a moment and shook his head slowly: "I am too young and so beautiful, the madam is willing to let him serve us? It should be to train the rules first and wait until the time is right to buy a good price."

As soon as this statement was spoken, the others nodded, obviously thinking that he made sense.

But since that's the case, why did this child appear here at this time?

Jiuwei stood quietly beside the jade pillar in the open hall, looking around at the men talking calmly, her eyebrows and eyes were as indifferent as the snow in the Tianshan Mountains: "Those who are talking about their fathers should die."

After the words came, the little hand in the sleeve robe suddenly raised, and a powerful airflow burst out from all over his body, blew into the open hall like a hurricane.

The men who were looking for fun were completely unprepared. They were caught off guard and almost couldn't even resist. A hurricane whizzed by, and the men who were originally sitting in the seat were swept up by the hurricane without any resistance.

The beauty screamed.

Jiuwei turned a blind eye, her snow-white robe sleeves were raised lightly, and only the crack sounds were heard. Some of the men were thrown to the jade pillar, and the sound of bone shattering sounded particularly clearly.

Some were directly dropped from the third floor and died of bleeding from seven orifices on the spot.

In a blink of an eye, the entire open hall was smashed to pieces.

The beauties were so scared that they were pale and stood up and ran downstairs desperately, "Mom, Mom! Something happened, help..."

Jiuwei's body flashed, and in the blink of an eye, she fell in front of several women. The pupils of several women suddenly shrank, and a light of fear flashed in her eyes.

"If they dare to talk nonsense, they will end up." Jiuwei's tone was cold.

"No, I dare not... I didn't hear anything..." Several women shook their heads in fear, almost scattered, "We promise not to hear anything. Please spare your life! The young master disturbs the people..."

The movement on the third floor had already alarmed the downstairs. A scattered footsteps ran down from the first floor lobby, and then the upstairs and downstairs were soon surrounded by guards with tiger-backed and bear-backed waists.

The madam walked over with a gloomy face: "What's going on?"

"Mom!" Several women trot over in panic, their faces pale and frightened, "We don't know anything, this young man... the young man..."

The madam looked up and stared coldly at Jiuwei on the stairs: "Why is the little boy causing trouble here?"
Chapter completed!
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