The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 859

Chapter 859: Disciple Feng Xiu greets the honored master! [Additional Chapter]

Only Cheng Yuan recognized the old man. He cried out, "Master!"

His master was still alive!

They had hope!

Feng Xiu seemed to see his disciple for the first time, slightly surprised: "Ah Yuan, you’re here too."

Cheng Yuan: "..."

Why did it sound like he was just a tagalong?

"Xie Huanran." Feng Xiu’s expression was indifferent, "Is the Ancient Martial World ruled by your Xie family? Such arrogance." freēwēbnovel.com

Xie Huanran struggled to get up, only to hear those words.

He looked at the old man in the bamboo hat, aghast: "Feng Xiu?!"

Isn’t Feng Xiu supposed to be dead?

How could he appear at this moment?

Actually, Feng Xiu had been on edge the whole time, and only now did he breathe a sigh of relief, feeling his palms sweat.

The summit of the Snow Mountain where he had been in deep sleep was a full eight hundred kilometers away from here.

Despite pushing his speed to the limit, it took him several hours to reach the destination.

Fearing that if he were even a step late, irreparable consequences would ensue.

Luckily, no one had died yet.

Feng Xiu glanced at Xie Huanran indifferently: "You’d better not move."

He raised his hand and struck with internal energy from a distance.

"Bang!"

Xie Huanran had no time to react before all his acupoints were sealed, pinning him in place.

Feng Xiu turned around and walked forward.

Both Lin Wuliang and Yue Qinghe felt a chill on their scalps and did not dare to move.

The others present dared not even breathe loudly.

Feng Xiu stood in front of Fu Yunshen, raised his hand, and infused a surge of pure Inner Strength into his body.

Fu Yunshen felt a lightness in his body.

This Inner Strength was smooth and powerful, mending his injuries.

At the same time, the burst of power he had previously vanished.

Fu Yunshen moved his fingers, pressing his head to suppress the fragmented images in his mind: "Yaoyao!"

Feng Xiu squatted beside Yue Fuyi and began to heal Ying Zijin.

Looking at the girl’s bloodless face, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and for the first time, his eyes showed a shade of gloom.

Xie Huanran, what wickedness!

Such cruelty!

Feng Xiu could naturally tell that Ying Zijin’s bone age wasn’t even twenty, yet her Ancient Martial Cultivation had reached a terrifying one hundred and fifty years.

A four-hundred-year-old immortal bully a little girl.

Truly despicable!

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