C30 Rescue!

A middle-aged man wearing a white robe walked out of the Yun Mansion. The middle-aged man looked to be around forty years old. He was tall and sturdy, with a straight back. There were many scars on his face, and his eyes were filled with a sharp gaze. It was enough to make anyone's heart palpitate with fear.

"Uncle Ping. Why did you come out? " When Yun Na saw the middle-aged man, she walked up to him with a smile.

"You little girl. "I thought that someone was making a ruckus outside, so it turns out to be you little girl." The middle-aged man called Uncle Ping smiled at Yun Na.

"Uncle Ping, it's not that I want to cause a ruckus, it's that they don't allow my friends to enter. That's why I got a little angry. " Yun Na smiled at the middle-aged man.

"Little girl, you've only gotten a little angry. "If I don't come out now, you will tear down the door of your house." Uncle Ping said snappily.

"Uncle Ping, I don't have the savageness that you mentioned!" Yun Na said in dissatisfaction.

"Alright, I won't mock you anymore. Little girl, where are your friends?! "

"Uncle Ping, where is he?" Yun Na pointed at Qin Hun, who was not far away.

Uncle Ping's gaze followed the direction Yun Na pointed to.

In order to read books, one must be kind. There was another chapter. If there was a ticket, it wouldn't be ruined. It had expired!

When he saw Qin Hun's beggar-like appearance, he couldn't help but frown. This little girl didn't want to make good friends, but wanted to make good friends with a beggar. I really don't know what that girl is thinking. " Uncle Ping secretly thought.

Poor Qin Hun was once again treated like a beggar.

"Little girl, this is your friend." Uncle Ping asked Yun Na.

"Yes, Uncle Ping, is there something wrong?"

"No, it's very good." Uncle Ping smiled.

However, the moment Qin Hun saw him frown, he knew that Uncle Ping looked down on him a little.

"Minor Soul, come over here. It's Uncle Ping." Uncle Ping is a very good person, and he treats me well. " Yun Na introduced with a smile.

"A good person, that's for your own good!" Qin Hun muttered in his heart, but he still didn't dare to be negligent. He bowed to Liu Tie before saying, "Greetings, senior." Qin Hun wanted to call him Uncle Ping just like Yun Na, but when he thought of his frown, he pushed that idea away. Besides, Qin Hun could feel a trace of soul power from his body. Then, after a closer inspection, Qin Hun knew that he was a level 4 Soul Master. So, he called him.

"Yes!"

Uncle Ping nodded slightly and returned the greeting.

"Hey!"

"When Uncle Ping accidentally discovered Qin Hun's extraordinary temperament, Uncle Ping was secretly shocked in his heart." Ye Zichen didn't think that this beggar actually had such a temperament. Could he be Soul Cultivator? No, even if he's Soul Cultivator, I can see the depth of his power, but I can't feel even the slightest bit of soul power from him. Could it be that his cultivation is higher than mine? Impossible, he will only be sixteen years old when he gets up at most. Even if he were to cultivate from within his mother's womb, it would still be impossible for him to surpass me. " Uncle Ping shook his head and stopped thinking.

"Uncle Ping, why are you shaking your head?" Yun Na asked curiously.

"Nothing. However, this little brother is not allowed to enter right now. " Uncle Ping said apologetically.

"Why is Uncle Ping doing this?" If you don't let him in, then I'll leave as well. " Yun Na said in dissatisfaction.

"Girl. It's not that I don't want him to enter, but something big happened to his Cloud City during these few days. Besides, it was your father's order. I have no other choice! " Uncle Ping said helplessly.

After a pause, Uncle Ping said again, "Girl, you also know that your grandpa was injured a few days ago. Your father suspected that there was a spy in the manor, so strangers were forbidden from entering the Yun Mansion. In these few days when your grandfather was injured, some of the large powers within the Cloud City were also restless. So your father gave the order. "

Hearing that, Qin Hun knew that there was no point in continuing. Therefore, he said, "Sister Yun, since you're home, I won't disturb you any longer.

Senior, farewell. " After saying that, he cupped his fist and bowed to Uncle Ping. He prepared to leave.

"Minor Soul, I'm sorry." Yun Na walked up to Qin Hun and said apologetically.

Yun Na knew that it was impossible for Qin Hun to enter the Yun Mansion with her today, because she knew that her father had ordered her to do so.

"It's alright, Yun-jie." Qin Hun smiled. Then he gave her an expression that I didn't mind.

"Minor Soul, thank you."

"Sister Yun, don't be polite with me. I don't want my sister to say thank you. " Qin Hun said seriously. "Yun-jie, I'll be leaving first." With that, he quickly left.

"Girl, go. "Go on in!"

"Right."

Yun Na responded softly, then followed Uncle Ping and entered the Yun Mansion.

— — Cloud City, on an unknown street.

At this moment, Qin Hun was walking listlessly in the middle of the street.

"Great sir, please spare me!" I won't dare to do it again. " Suddenly, a begging voice came from the front.

When Qin Hun heard that, he looked towards the distance.

He saw a group of people gathered in front of him. Qin Hun quickly walked forward and then squeezed into the crowd to have a look.

At this moment, there was a child kneeling on the ground. The child's entire body was covered with dust. He was wearing a tattered black coarse cloth coat. The child was thin and yellow with freckles. A pair of large watery eyes twinkled. However, at this moment, the child's eyes were filled with mist.

"Kid. Last time you stole one of my steamed buns, I already spared you. However, this time you're here to throw my steamed bun. This time, no matter what, I will teach you a lesson. " A middle-aged man wearing a black robe said fiercely.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he casually slapped the child's face.

Pow!

As the slap landed, a red handprint appeared on the child's face. At the corner of the child's mouth, there was a trickle of blood.

Pow!

Another slap in the face. Then, a red handprint appeared on the child's other cheek.

The middle-aged man seemed to feel that it wasn't enough to use his hands on his child. This time, he used his foot instead.

Ye Zichen directly kicked the child, just as his foot was about to hit the child.

Qin Hun, who was standing in the crowd, also started to move. Qin Hun's speed was like lightning as he punched at the middle-aged man's leg.

Ka-cha! *

Qin Hun smashed his fist on that person's leg, causing the sound of bones breaking to ring out.

"Ah!

Following the cracking sound of the bone, a scream like that of a pig being butchered could be heard from the middle-aged man's mouth.

Readers, this book has been updated, only one chapter was updated yesterday, so I will add a chapter today.