Chapter 423.1
Daughter Of Luck (1)
“You… you will definitely die a terrible death!”
A young man in luxurious clothes stared at the young man in coarse linen in front of him with tearing eyes. On his chest, there was a long sword that exuded a faint blue light, and the long sword was held in the hands of a young man in coarse linen.
Ling Tian sneered, and suddenly pulled out the Qingyang Sword. Suddenly, Meng Fanqiu felt as if all the strength in his body was drained, and he fell to the ground. After a few twitches, he stopped moving.
“Clang!”
Ling Tian put the Qingyang Sword back into its sheath, and looked around indifferently.
Around him, there were a few guards lying scattered on the ground.
These guards are the guards of the Qinglan City’s City Lord Mansion.
Their mission was to escort the young city lord Meng Fanqiu to report to the Wuling City Cultivation Academy, but they all died in this place unexpectedly.