General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 1316: The Anger of the Slave Killer (1)

Chapter 1316: The Anger of the Slave Killer (1)

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Ling Yun turned around and left.

Xiahou Qing quickly stood up from his chair. “Ling’er!”

Ling Yun ignored him and continued walking.

Xiahou Qing had dreamed of hearing Ling Yun call him father. Now that he finally did, he was extremely excited.

Elder Liu said, “City Lord, this matter…”

Xiahou Qing said seriously, “Elders, hurry up and catch the culprit!”

With that, he chased after Ling Yun.

The elders sighed helplessly.

Xiahou Zheng looked at his adoptive father who was chasing after Ling Yun anxiously and clenched his fists bit by bit.

“Brother, aren’t you leaving?”

Xie Jinnian asked.

Xiahou Zheng sneered and said, “Second Brother, I hope you can really keep your composure.”

Xiahou Qing grabbed Ling Yun’s wrist. “Ling’er, call me that again!”

Ling Yun: “No.”

Xiahou Qing said, “Call me that again. I promise you anything!”

Ling Yun said calmly, “Including chasing away your annoying G.o.dsons?”

Xiahou Qing was stunned.

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After getting into the carriage, the Palace Lord said to the Ghost Concubine, “The Hundred Flowers Palace has implicated you this time.”

Ghost Concubine moved to the Palace Lord’s side and held her arm with a smile. “I’m very happy to be implicated by Sister.”

Palace Lord muttered, “Do you believe that I can chop off your hand?”

The Ghost Concubine retracted her hand resentfully and turned to touch Ling Yun’s hand.

Palace Lord warned, “Do you want to die?”

The Ghost Concubine said aggrievedly, “Who asked Sister Palace Lord to hide it? I didn’t expect Yun Lin to be so handsome. I couldn’t help but take a few more glances.”

After Xiahou Qing announced Ling Yun’s background, there was no point in Ling Yun wearing a mask anymore. Recently, he had been showing his true appearance when entering and leaving the City Lord Manor.

The Palace Lord said, “I’ll send you back to the Walkabout Sect.”

The Ghost Concubine was brought over by the City Lord Manor. There was no carriage.

The Ghost Concubine smiled and said, “I’m not going back to the Walkabout Sect. Sister, just leave me halfway.”

With that, she looked at Ling Yun beside the Palace Lord. “Ah, you called me master just now. I can’t let you call me that for nothing. Here, I’ll give you a greeting gift!”

She took out a small brocade box from her wide sleeve and handed it to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun asked, “What is this?”

Ghost Concubine smiled and said, “My portrait, the number one beauty of Thousand Mountain Island. Don’t you feel you have obtained a treasure?”

Ling Yun was speechless.

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When the carriage pa.s.sed by a noisy street, the Ghost Concubine jumped down.

After sending this strange aunt off, Ling Yun heaved a sigh of relief.

In terms of age, the Ghost Concubine was not much older than him.

However, in cultivation… probably only Wei Ting’s thick skin could compare to hers.

After the Ghost Concubine alighted from the carriage, the smile on her face quickly disappeared, replaced by an endless cold light.

She had already guessed who was pretending to be her.

Heh, did she think she was so great just because she had Second Master backing her up?

To issue an opening gambit, didn’t she know who she was!

The Ghost Concubine went to the Drunken Dreams Pavilion and broke open the door without a word!

The procuress turned over in bed and shouted impatiently, “Who is it? I’m not doing business today! Can’t you see the sign hanging at the door!”

The Ghost Concubine shattered the largest beauty screen in the hall.

The huge commotion shocked the brothel madame who was resting. The others also put on their clothes and came out to watch the commotion.

The procuress came down from upstairs with disheveled hair and a face full of wrinkles. “Who dares to cause trouble in my Drunken Dreams Pavilion? Why don’t you ask around who’s behind my Thirteenth Aunt—”

Before she could finish, the procuress was sucked over by a terrifying palm force.

The Ghost Concubine found it dirty and did not touch her with her hand.

She fell to the ground in a sorry state, her old bones almost falling apart.

“Ouch—Ouch—”

She covered her b.u.t.t and cried out in pain.

The others were so frightened that they did not dare to go forward.

The Ghost Concubine broke a stool with her bare hands and grabbed a broken wooden board to press against the procuress’s throat. “Call your courtesan out!”

“You… you’re here for a courtesan?”

The procuress sized up the Ghost Concubine in surprise.

Her first reaction was that some man’s official wife had gone to a brothel, but this heroine’s clothes were clearly bolder than those of a brothel woman. Even her slender waist was exposed.

However, the other party’s aura was extraordinary, beautiful, and extraordinary. She was not a demoness that ordinary men could touch.

Ghost Concubine said coldly, “If she doesn’t come out, I’ll kill you!”

The procuress shouted in fear, “Call Qing’er out!”

A girl went.

She pushed open the door and exclaimed, “There’s no one in Qing’er’s room!”

Ghost Concubine’s eyes flickered as she caught a trace of movement.

She spun the wooden stick in her hand and suddenly shot it at the girl!