The Mightiest Ms. Rebirth Campus

Chapter 401 Senior, I Was Wrong

Facing the young man's begging for mercy, Quan Jiayun did not show any emotion on his face.

That delicate face, without the usual casual smile at this moment, is as cold and ruthless as ice and snow.

The sword move has been completed, and the sword must be released.

When the sword strikes, there will be blood.

She raised her hand, and the sword in her hand flew out suddenly.

In an instant, the shadow of the sword flickered, and the sword disappeared.

But that monstrous sword intent is still there.

In the young man's feelings, the terrifying sword intent was almost overwhelming.

The young man was so terrified that he didn't have time to speak, he just focused on resisting the sword with terrifying sword intent.

The spiritual light shield around the young man shone brightly, and he almost used up all the remaining spiritual power in his dantian in an attempt to resist the blow.

However, it is of no use.

The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers.

Sword intent is the king among them.

Under this domineering sword intent, his aura shield is nothing.

The shadowless sword broke through the young man's shield in an instant, like broken tofu, directly entered the young man's shield, and pierced a bloody hole in the shoulder bone of the young man's arm holding the fan.

Then in an instant, the sword stained with bright red blood returned to Quan Jiayun's hand.

The sharp pain from the piercing of the shoulder bone made the young man's fingers tremble, and he almost couldn't hold the fan in his hand.

consternation, fear...

Wait for negative emotions to appear in the eyes and faces of young people.

How terrifying this sword is, his shield is completely useless.

If the sword was coming towards his eyebrows, he would probably be dead at this time.

A young man who had never been so close to death was completely terrified.

What arrogance, what contempt, what disdain, what contempt, all of them are gone now.

After all, nothing matters.

He leaned on his arms and knelt down to Quan Jiayun, like a poor pug, begging for mercy from Quan Jiayun.

"Senior, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I am willing to give up all my wealth for today's mistake."

"Besides, when I go back, I will tell my grandfather that from now on, seniors will be the distinguished guests of our family. Our family will respect you and respect you, and you can tell me to do whatever you want in the future."

"By the way, our family is Jiangyang Fu's family. My name is Fu Yiran. I am the leader of this generation among the younger generation."

While this Fu Yiran was speaking eagerly, Quan Jiayun walked up to the young man, playing with the blood-stained sword in his hand.

Fu Yiran looked at the girl approaching him, and unconsciously held his breath.

Quan Jiayun looked down at this pretty good-looking face, with pure black pupils and a faint smile.

"Give me all my wealth?"

She smiled slightly as she spoke, and the blood-stained sword lightly slashed across the young man's cheek, bringing a bloodstain to the young man's fairly handsome face.

The young man felt the coldness on his face, and his body trembled slightly.

Facing those dark eyes stained with a smile, he rolled his throat and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, all the net worth, if senior is not satisfied, we can still talk."

Hearing this, Quan Jiayun smiled wickedly and charmingly.

She softly and cruelly whispered: "But all your so-called wealth is now mine. Do you have a choice? Since you don't have a choice, how can you give it?"

"As for the distinguished guests, sorry, I'm not very interested in this."

Quan Jiayun shook his head slightly as he spoke.

Then, she stretched out her left hand and clasped the top of the young man's head. Those dark eyes stared at the young man indifferently and without any emotion.

(End of this chapter)