Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Chapter 3233 Lesser Fullness (Extremely Terrifying)

When Mei Qianxiao saw Zhou Wenlun, her pupils suddenly contracted.

He recalled the humiliation of being knocked away by this man in one move at the auction.

"It's you!"

He gritted his teeth: "You got away last time, but you dare to come knocking on my door again this time!"

"Good, very good!" A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

"Today, none of you can leave!"

"Get them all! Arrest them!"

At Mei Qianxiao's command, dozens of Mei family guards behind him, along with experts hidden in the crowd, instantly surrounded Hu Xiaoman and his two companions.

The lowest cultivation level among these guards was the Golden Core stage, and there were even a few Nascent Soul stage experts among them.

The crowd below the stage quickly retreated, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

Zhou Wenlun turned to look at Hu Xiaoman, his voice gentle: "Junior Sister, what should we do with these people?"

Hu Xiaoman coldly uttered a single word: "Kill."

"okay."

Zhou Wenlun smiled and agreed.

The next second, the smile on his face vanished, replaced by a chilling indifference.

He didn't even make any extra movements; he just stood there quietly, and an incomparably terrifying pressure swept across the entire area centered on him!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The dozens of guards who surrounded them, including the few Nascent Soul stage experts, didn't even have time to react before their knees buckled and they all knelt on the ground under this oppressive force.

Their faces were deathly pale, and they trembled all over, as if a colossal mountain was pressing down on them, making it impossible for them to even lift their heads.

Some couldn't even withstand such pressure, vomiting blood and dying!

The whole place was dead silent.

Everyone was stunned by this unbelievable scene.

Those are Meizu's elite bodyguards!

He just...knelt down like that?

Mei Qianxiao's arrogant and ferocious expression froze completely, replaced by endless horror and fear.

He stared intently at Zhou Wenlun, his voice trembling: "You...you, you, you...!"

But he kept saying "you" for a long time without coming up with any other words.

Zhou Wenlun did not answer him, but simply raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping lightly over the kneeling guards before finally settling on the execution platform.

He slowly raised his hand and flicked his finger.

"Zheng!"

Two invisible sword energies shot out and precisely severed the black iron chains binding Yang Rui and Hua Nian.

With another wave of his hand, a gentle force lifted the two of them off the iron pillar and slowly brought them to Hu Xiaoman.

Hu Xiaoman immediately embraced Hua Nian, who was covered in blood and on the verge of death.

As soon as Hua Nian opened her mouth, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth again, but she still smiled and comforted her, "Miss, I...I'm fine, don't worry!"

"Little junior sister..."

At this moment, Yang Rui also leaned weakly on Hu Xiaoman's shoulder, forcing a smile that looked worse than crying.

"Cough cough cough... I... I didn't embarrass you, did I..."

Hu Xiaoman's eyes reddened slightly: "Fourth Senior Brother, Xiao Niannian, don't speak yet."

After all, blood gushed from their mouths as soon as they opened them.

Hu Xiaoman quickly took out pills from her storage space and stuffed them into the mouths of the two people. Spiritual energy was continuously poured into their bodies, and the two people finally felt better.

Fourth Senior Brother's face was still pale, but he was no longer as weak as before.

Hua Nian's condition is better than that of her fourth senior brother.

After all, Hu Xiaoman fed the two of them Extreme Plate Repair Pills.

Hu Xiaoman stood up and walked step by step toward the execution platform.

Every step felt like stepping on everyone's heart.

That stunningly beautiful face was now filled with an icy chill and an undisguised murderous intent.

Zhou Wenlun still wore a gentle smile, but his eyes held an unyielding chill.

He maintained the terrifying pressure that had paralyzed the Mei family guards, and looked at Mei Qianxiao, whose face had turned ashen with fear.

He looked at Hu Xiaoman, who was walking towards him, and said in a gentle voice, "Fiancée, what do you want to do with this bastard?"

"Is it to be torn to pieces, or to have your soul extracted and refined?"

His words were as gentle as a spring breeze, but their contents sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

How can a person say something like that with a smile?

Mei Qianxiao trembled like a leaf at the sound of that gentle tone.

He gritted his teeth, wanting to curse Zhou Wenlun, but Zhou Wenlun's aura pressed down on him like an invisible mountain, making it difficult for him to even breathe, let alone speak.

Hu Xiaoman did not answer Zhou Wenlun's question at this moment, but the coldness in her eyes made it clear that she wanted to kill Mei Qianxiao.

In the midst of this deathly silence, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky, like dark clouds pressing down, instantly enveloping the entire execution platform.

An aged yet domineering voice rang out: "Who dares to harm the Qilin child of my Ghost Clan in the border city of Ghost Realm!"

Before the words were finished, an old man dressed in a black and gold robe walked through the air.

The people around them stepped back a little, and started talking amongst themselves.

"My God! The patriarch of the Ghost Clan has actually emerged from seclusion."

"This is the most powerful person in the Ghostly Clan."

“Brother, you are mistaken. This Ghost Ancestor is not only the most powerful person in the Ghost Clan, but also one of the top figures in our Ghost Domain Border City.”

"Yes, yes, yes, the patriarchs of the four major families have all gone into seclusion. When they come out, they will challenge each other to a duel, fighting to the death, all for the sake of winning first place!"

"Now that the Ghost Ancestor has emerged from seclusion, these people are probably doomed."

"That's right. Although the people who come here are all wicked, no one dares to cause trouble in Ghostly Territory."

"..."

At this moment, the oppressive aura of the Ghost Ancestor collided violently with that of Zhou Wenlun in mid-air, creating visible ripples in the air as if space itself were being distorted.

The guards, who had been forced to their knees, were finally able to catch their breath under the protection of the Ghostly Ancestor.

They were panting heavily, their faces pale, and cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

Mei Qianxiao seized the opportunity to scramble to her feet and hide behind her ancestor, pointing at Zhou Wenlun with a sob in her voice: "Grandpa, it was him, he hit me!"

"He not only stole my pretty girl, but he also beat me so badly that I vomited blood!"

"Grandpa, please help me knock him down, send him flying, make him bleed, kill him!"

The Ghost Ancestor's gaze was like a knife, fixed on Zhou Wenlun, his eyes filled with fear and killing intent.

Mei Qianxiao is the only son of their Ghostly Family, yet someone dares to bully him.

That means they don't take the Ghostly Family seriously.

However, Ghost Ancestor could also sense that Zhou Wenlun's aura was unfathomable, far surpassing his own, which terrified him.

But he is the Ghost Ancestor, and the Ghost Clan's reputation cannot be trampled on, especially in this Ghost Border City!

Therefore, at this moment, the Ghost Ancestor did not make any rash moves, but instead squinted at Zhou Wenlun, who was gentle and refined with a cold smile on his lips.

Ning Shuang had already walked up to Hu Xiaoman's side with small, quick steps, and said in a low voice, "Junior Sister, the ancestor of this Ghost Clan is incredibly powerful."

"The last time he emerged from seclusion, he not only defeated our Ning family's ancestor, but also the ancestors of the other two major families."

"He has been in seclusion for many years!"

"I never expected that Mei Qianxiao would show up whenever he was in danger!"

"No wonder, the Ghostly Clan only has Mei Qianxiao as its sole heir."

Ning Shuang's eyes were full of worry: "I wonder if the ancestor of this Ghostly Clan is more powerful, or if Young Master Zhou is more powerful."