"Hurry up and leave, I don't have time to deal with you!"
Ye Qingfeng said without looking back.
He now has more than twenty low-grade spirit stones and can try to make a breakthrough. If he succeeds, it would be a great fortune for him!
"Hey, you, stop right there!"
Kong Ningshuang moved swiftly, reaching out to grab Ye Qingfeng's shoulder!
"Enough!"
Ye Qingfeng instantly turned around and grabbed Kong Ningshuang's delicate jade-like hand with lightning speed. It was pristine and smooth, but Ye Qingfeng showed no mercy, holding it firmly like a vise.
He was frustrated and slightly angry, a chilling killing intent quietly blooming.
"Let me go!" Kong Ningshuang couldn't help but tremble inside; Ye Qingfeng's imposing manner startled her.
"Stop bothering me!"
Ye Qingfeng released Kong Ningshuang and walked towards the Hundred Herbs Hall, leaving a statement: "Why would you use pink? I thought inside would be white!"
Pink? White?
