Vol 4 Chapter 76: You do not deserve

Lu Changdong looked at his daughter, flashing the last trace of nostalgia and regret, and fell to the ground.
Nearby Xuewei quickly rushed to suppress Lu Changdong.
"Old Clan, Changqiu is late, please forgive me." A handsome middle-aged man took two teams of Xuewei into the square, the shining light of the left armor just extinguished.
That was Lu Changqiu who was appointed as the temporary patriarch.
"It's not too late, just right." A weird smile appeared on the corner of Lu Hua's mouth, and his arms suddenly waved.
In an instant, Xuewei formed a formation and sealed off the entire altar.
Lu Hua turned his back to the entrance of the square and stood with his hands held up: "Lu Changqiu, take your brother, and persuade you to kiss your niece."
"After all, the son of God is about to come, there must be some harmony here."
Looking at Lu Changdong who was struggling on the ground, Lu Changqiu flashed mockery on his face, strode away, clasped Lu Changdong's other arm with one hand, and dragged directly from the ground.
The shaking of the altar became stronger and stronger, and a blue vortex quietly emerged again.
A flash of light flashed in Lu Qingxue's eyes, leaning over and pulling out the snow-laying sword, looking at her father who was dragged by Lu Changqiu like a dead dog.
He turned to look at Mu Fan, who was floating around with a weird green luster, and his eyes fluctuated violently.
"Lu Changdong, my niece is looking at you, is it very painful, say something to her and persuade her to come down."
At this moment, Lu Changqiu had a smile on his face, but there was no feeling of brotherhood in his eyes. Lu Changdong's residual arm slid on the ground, leaving a long blood mark. At this moment, the distorted facial features on his face began to deform because of the severe pain.
"Why don't you speak?"
Lu Changqiu licked his lips, feeling infinitely happy.
At this moment, everyone in the Snow Clan looked at him with fear and awe.
He enjoys this gaze very much. This is the pleasure of power.
[Sorry, my good brother, only by trampling you to death, I can take charge of such a great family. 】
However, Lu Changdong made an astonishing move at this moment. No one expected that Lu Changdong would step on his feet hard when he passed an outer threshold.
The whole person actually stood upside down, his legs suddenly twisted Lu Changqiu's arm, twisting it hard.
Click
Lu Changqiu's left arm broke instantly in the crisp sound of the bones.
"Kill him!" The shrill shout resounded across the square.
Suddenly Phnom Penh Xuewei raised his hand, and several white lights flickered.
boom!
Lu Changdong, who hung upside down on Lu Changqiu's arm, instantly turned into an ice sculpture and exploded into broken fog.
"crazy!"
"My arm, my arm..."
Lu Changqiu screamed, his originally handsome face was twisted with spite.
On the altar, Lu Qingxue's figure suddenly froze.
Lu Changdong's last look before his death was filled with regret and begging.
At the last moment, he didn't want to persecute his daughter for the last time, so this time he was begging for her forgiveness.
The three thousand blue silks behind Lu Qingxue's head were silent, and the whole person stood like an ice sculpture. At this moment, the extremely cold breath began to rise.
With his left hand stretched out, Ruyu's long bow appeared again!
The snow-laying sword was swept in the air by her sleeves, and the sword pointed at Lu Changqiu.
Bow like a full moon.
"Lu Changqiu, you it!"
In Binghan's voice, Lu Qingxue suddenly released the five fingers of her right hand.
The snow-laying sword turned into a light arrow is about to come out...
A twisting blue light suddenly flashed from behind, attracted to the snow-laying sword, and gently tugged.
That Jianfeng was instantly dragged back.
"A fierce woman, my Highness likes it."
A frivolous male voice suddenly emerged from the center of the altar, and everyone looked in astonishment.
A shallow vortex quietly opened on the top of the miniature warship at some unknown time.
A figure wearing a gorgeous blue armor walked out, tall, nearly two meters tall, with an emerald crown on the top of his forehead, revealing that handsome but frivolous face, and his eyes were...arrogant. As a group of ants.
Only when I saw Lu Qingxue's figure did I become interested.
Staring at the slim figure who was looking back, a glimmer of surprise flashed in the eyes of this handsome young man, then he squinted his eyes and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, playing with the snow-laying sword in his hand.
Behind him, four burly three-meter-high blue armored warriors stepped out one by one, looking at the audience with indifferent eyes.
For a while, a mental storm seemed to set off in the entire square.
Endless coercion struck from the soul.
Behind the vortex at the top of the battleship, another cyan sky was faintly visible, as well as countless giant flying objects rising in the sky, towering like mountains.
"Your Highness the Son of God?!" Lu Hua yelled in excitement, making two steps in three steps before kneeling suddenly, his eyes full of excitement and... panic.
"Lu Hua, is this the girl of your Snow Clan, it is so beautiful, I am very satisfied."
The identity of the person who spoke has already shown that it is the object that this greeting ceremony is waiting for, what Alfonso said...His Royal Highness Ambrose.
However, Ambrose's face is no different from a human being. Without Alfonso's burly body and ugly face, the faint magnetism when he speaks makes it hard to confuse him with Alfonso.
Ambrose looked around, but did not see Alfonso.
"Where's that Alfonso?"
The impatient voice instantly silenced the entire square.
Lu Hua's back was covered with a cold sweat. Just as he was trying to explain, a blue-clad war fighter standing next to Ambrose suddenly said in a deep voice: "He, he is dead, and the air here echoes with him. ...The message of death."
A brown tentacled on the back of that blue armor warrior's head gently raised.
Lu Hua's figure froze instantly.
The smile on Ambrose's face also disappeared, his gaze moved away from Lu Qingxue's face, looking at Lu Hua, his palm raised.
boom!
A cyan shock wave visible to the naked eye suddenly bloomed. Lu Hua, 30 meters away, was hit hard. A wave of white fog exploded in front of his chest. The whole person was blasted for several meters and was caught by Xuewei.
Just as those Xuewei were about to move, Lu Hua suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "Stop!"
The blood on his face rolled over, and he looked at Ambrose on the stage with his chest, bowed his head and knelt down, "Old Adherent Lu Hua, thanks to His Highness for not killing."
"You old thing, it's interesting ~ EbookFREE.me~ can be picked up and put down."
"Now I have no time to talk nonsense with you. First take me out of the Shenhe Region. I have brought the fleet you want, the endless fleet." Ambrose Senhan glanced at Lu Hua and looked at Lu Qingxue again." As my woman, don't you have any eyesight?"
"Stand by my side!"
Reprimanded unceremoniously.
Ambrose considered himself a master.
Lu Hua's face was full of ecstasy, desperately kowtow, wagging his tail and begging for mercy, like a grateful old dog.
There was no sadness or joy in Lu Qingxue's eyes. She looked up at Ambrose standing on the battleship and the four unusually terrifying blue-armored soldiers. She opened her lips and said, "You are not worthy."
Deathly quiet in the altar.
Ambrose's expression freezes.
Astonishment flashed in the brown eyes of the four blue armored warriors.
Is this woman crazy?
Does she know the consequences of saying this?
Did she know that any one of the four of them was enough to kill everyone in this square?
The Snow Race is nothing more than the older natives in this universe. What qualifications do they have to say that the people in the forest are not worthy!
Suddenly, murderous intent rose from mid-air.
Ambrose slowly shook his head, with regret in his eyes. Looking at Lu Qingxue's cold and proud face, he sighed and walked off the battleship:
"This is the first time my Royal Highness has the urge to use a strong impulse. A woman needs a man to conquer. Today I will teach you this truth."
Lu Qingxue's eyes flashed with determination, and the last crystal dagger flashed in her palm.
She left it to herself.
Amidst the rustle of steps, everyone was watching with breathlessness.
Mu Fan lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and the pure green flashed across his pupils.
The cold figure with the fragrance clearly came into view.