Chương 1687: Feng Lianqing's Sadness IV

"But..."

"No more but's!" The yellow-robed old man glanced at Tian Ya coldly and sneered. "Tian Ya, I hope you'll always be this arrogant. You'd better not fall into the hands of our Nan family. Otherwise, you'll definitely be worse than dead!"

"I'll wait for you..."

Tian Ya laughed overbearingly.

The yellow-robed old man gritted his teeth and wanted to leave.

However, the moment he turned around...

Countless sword lights suddenly appeared and instantly slashed at his body.

He turned back, staring at the sky in shock. "You... Don't keep your word..."

"Just now, I said I'll spare your life if you leave immediately. However, you didn't listen to my advice, so you can't blame me." Tian Ya's laughter was laced with cheerfulness and pleasure as if teasing these people filled his heart with joy.

Boom!

The yellow-robed old man slumped to the ground, his eyes wide opened, dead.