OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 529: The Demon Lord’s Disguise Can No Longer Be Concealed

Chapter 529: Chapter 529: The Demon Lord’s Disguise Can No Longer Be Concealed

She panicked, lifted her foot, and wanted to run out.

However, Yang Chi grabbed her neck with one hand, effortlessly lifted her up, and her feet dangled in the air.

Su Yinling struggled constantly, scratching Yang Chi’s arm with her nails.

Even though Yang Chi’s flesh was scratched and torn by her, he didn’t seem to feel any pain.

Watching Su Yinling being choked until she rolled her eyes.

Prince Rui struggled to stand up, pulled out the hanging sword from the wall, and attacked Yang Chi!

But unfortunately!

Yang Chi threw Su Yinling aside, dodged sideways, and avoided the attack.

Su Yinling was helped up by Prince Rui; she was still unsteady when she saw Yang Chi reaching out to grab her again!

In panic, she directly pushed Prince Rui forward.

Prince Rui was stunned, "Yinling, you!" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Yang Chi cast a sidelong glance at Su Yinling.

"Want to escape?" he sneered coldly.

Anybody related to Jing Jia, he wouldn’t spare a single one!

Yang Chi kicked Prince Rui aside and then turned to chase after Su Yinling.

At this moment, Su Yinling had already run to the corridor but was caught up by Yang Chi, who grabbed her hair and dragged her back forcefully.

Prince Rui no longer had the strength to stand up and save her.

Yang Chi used the sword to first slash a few marks on Su Yinling’s face.

The pain made Su Yinling scream in agony.

At this moment, Bai Zhi’er, who was holding Feng Fuce’s sleeve, suddenly stopped her little feet.

Her big watery eyes showed confusion.

"Brother Fu Ce, did you hear something?"

It sounds like someone is screaming!

Feng Fuce’s expression slightly changed, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

He picked Bai Zhi’er up, "The sound is coming from ahead, let’s go take a look."

However, Feng Fuce and Bai Zhi’er had just rounded the corridor.

They saw on the ground, patrol house servants lying about in disorder.

They all had bloody openings on their necks, almost all dead.

Bai Zhi’er let out a shocked soft cry, "Boo-wah!"

Feng Fuce immediately pressed her head into his chest, "Don’t look, it’s okay."

He comforted in a deep voice, but his eyes became distinctly sharp.

If he hadn’t misjudged, the aura around was extraordinary.

Not mere ordinary criminals.

Bai Zhi’er was so scared she teared up, "It’s dead people, so many dead people. Uncle and elder aunt, and brother, they wouldn’t be in trouble!"

Feng Fuce strode forward with cold and steady steps.

When he entered Su Yinling’s yard, he saw Yang Chi pressing Su Yinling to the ground, stabbing her neck with the sword repeatedly.

Su Yinling might be dead or just passed out from fright.

Lying in a pool of blood, motionless.

Prince Rui had long since fainted from pain, collapsed inside the house.

Feng Fuce’s strategy swept a glance, he recognized Yang Chi at once, it was a walking dead corpse.

The body’s shell was occupied by some Evil Spirit.

After venting on Su Yinling, Yang Chi stood up, face covered in blood, smiling sinisterly.

"Doesn’t Heavenly Dao love to show mercy to mortals? Beg her then, beg her to save you!"

Jing Jia destroyed its flesh and almost caused its Primordial Spirit to vanish!

All those she loved and guarded, they all deserved to die!

Yang Chi sensed someone standing at the edge of the courtyard.

He raised his head and looked with his sinister, blood-thirsty eyes.

A youth with deep and cold eyes, holding a little girl, standing quietly in the darkness.

His boots coincidentally stepped on the spot where shadows and light intertwined.

In front was the silver illuminated by the moonlight, and behind was endless darkness!

Yang Chi grinned, "One comes, one dies!"

He stood up and rushed towards Feng Fuce.

Feng Fuce’s cold eyes fixed on him, yet he did not forget to turn slightly and gently say to Bai Zhi’er, "Cover your ears."

The little one didn’t understand, hurriedly doing as told.

Yang Chi hadn’t touched Feng Fuce before he felt some invisible force, "bang," severing an arm!

The youth hadn’t even lifted a hand nor wielded any blades.

Yang Chi screamed miserably, tumbling to the ground.

Feng Fuce was quite calm, still had the leisure to turn his eyes to check if Bai Zhi’er had indeed covered her ears.