Chapter 0372 – Jair – Beautiful President’s Godly Doctor Son-in-Law

Ling Tian froze, then shook his head breathlessly.

“So fragile on the inside?”

“I just told the truth and you can’t stand it?”

“You weren’t weaned before you got here, were you?”

Mu Qingfeng collapsed on the ground, his heart about to explode with anger.

Ling Tian’s words had caused him to be deeply stimulated, on the one hand.

But more than that, it was the backlash against the body from forcibly exerting the power of the Inferior Force.

Originally, the backlash wasn’t that bad.

With Mu Qingfeng’s strength, he could completely suppress it.

However, after being attacked by Ling Tian, his breath was disorganized and he was unable to suppress it all of a sudden.

The subtle realm, esoteric and mysterious, relies entirely on one’s own groping and comprehension.

No one, as yet, has been able to avoid the backlash.

The difference, only in the strength of the backlash.

This was also the reason why martial artists of the Inferior Realm never used their Inferior Power until they had to.

Mu Qingfeng staggered to his feet and looked at Ling Tian, exasperated.

“Ling Tian, don’t talk so much!”

“Are you now, not the same, suffering from the backlash as well?”

The pain of the backlash?

Ling Tian’s gaze was taken aback, not understanding what Mu Qingfeng was talking about at all.

“Ling Tian, I’ll remember today’s revenge!”

“My Mu family, will never let you go!”

Mu Qingfeng finished speaking and turned around.

This time, the backlash was too severe.

At this moment, the true qi in his body was in chaos, rushing around in his meridians.

He had to leave in a hurry and catch up on his conditioning and repair.

Otherwise, there is a risk of going off the deep end.

“Stop, did I tell you to go?”

Ling Tian’s icy words rang out, not loud, but like a thunderbolt that exploded in Mu Qingfeng’s ears.

Mu Qingfeng turned around violently and looked at Ling Tian with a fierce gaze.

“Ling Tian, what do you mean!”

“What do you mean?” Ling Tian sneered disdainfully, as if he was looking at an idiot.

“It’s the middle of the night and you’re running around yelling and screaming.”

“Now, you want to leave without giving me an explanation?”

“What kind of place do you think my Underworld Palace, is?”

Mu Qingfeng’s eyes, suddenly chilled, suppressed his anger and said in a cold voice.

“What do you want?”

Ling Tian put his hands in his pockets, the corners of his mouth curled up in an evil smile, and he lazily said.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to run out on someone who hasn’t been weaned.”

“Just get on your knees and apologize.”

“You’re dreaming!” Mu Qingfeng shouted angrily when he heard this.

Looking at Ling Tian, his eyes were like knives, they could kill.

To make him, the grand son of the Mu Family, one of the Nine Little Families, a young talent of the Entering Micro Realm, kneel down and confess his sins?

What are you dreaming about!

Ling Tian’s eyes, instantly narrowed as an icy cold killing chance was released.

“Do you, by any chance, think I’m easy to talk to?”

“Or, do you think you have hard knees?”

After saying that, the soft sword in Ling Tian’s hand, instantly tensed up and pointed at Mu Qingfeng from afar, coldly saying.

“On the count of three, kneel down and apologize immediately!”

“Impossible!” Mu Qingfeng roared without hesitation.

“One!”

“Two!”

“Three!”

Ling Tian simply ignored him and counted to himself.

As soon as the three characters opened their mouths, they saw Mu Qingfeng still standing there with an indignant face.

Ling Tian couldn’t help but laugh.

“It seems that your knees are really hard and you can’t get down on them.”

“Well, then, don’t ask for it!”

After Ling Tian finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared as Ghost Shadow Misty Trail was executed to the extreme.

Under the urging of his entire body’s true qi, his form was like a ghost, and he instantly arrived in front of Mu Qingfeng.

Mu Qingfeng’s pupils plummeted and his face changed drastically.

“Ling Tian, how dare you!”

“Ah!”

Before the words fell, Mu Qingfeng suddenly let out a miserable scream.

The knees of both legs were pierced by soft swords, and blood flowed freely.

Poof!

Mu Qingfeng could no longer stand, his legs went limp and he knelt on the ground in a cold sweat.

At this moment, Ling Tian had already retreated back to his original position.