Millionaire Son in Law Chapter 6716 Zi’er
Hello reader, please enjoy this new chapter of our story.
- David has a surprising reunion with a familiar woman from his past.
- The mysterious Zi’er makes a dramatic entrance, challenging Jin Wuhao’s group.
- A red-robed subordinate steps forward to confront Zi’er on behalf of Jin Wuhao.
David looked at the back of the woman who suddenly appeared. Her face was very familiar, but for a moment he couldn’t remember who she was.
Jiang Xuelan looked at the woman and asked David, “Who is this woman?”
David shook his head: “I don’t know, it looks familiar”
“Young Master Chen, how are you?” The woman turned and smiled at David.
David was taken aback, then suddenly remembered something, “Miss Zi’er?”
“Yes, it’s me!” Zi’er smiled.
David never expected that this was actually Zi’er, a person whose remnant soul was attached to a tree on a remote island in the Heavenly Realm.
She was one of the seven female fairies in the heavenly realm, and it was David who saved her.
I never thought I would meet you here.
“You know him?” Jiang Xuelan asked.
“I know him, we get along very well” David nodded frantically.
“Young Master Chen, take a rest and watch me handle them for you.” After saying this, Zi’er slowly looked at Jin Wuhao and the others.
“Are you going up one by one, or all at once?” Zi’er asked coldly.
Jin Wuhao looked at Zi’er with a slight frown, because he couldn’t sense Zi’er’s cultivation level at all. In other words, he didn’t know what level Zi’er was at.
“Who will fight and finish this woman?”
Jin Wuhao asked.
Jin Wuhao didn’t want to make a move without knowing the other party’s background.
“I will do it”
The blood-red robed woman stood up from the kneeling crowd.
His movements seemed deliberately flashy, as if he wanted to use this method to show his loyalty to his new master.
He straightened his dusty blood-red robe, drew a dark red short knife from his waist, and stepped into the open space in front of Jin Wuhao, facing the purple figure that had suddenly appeared.
“Your subordinates are willing to share His Majesty the Great Emperor’s burden!”
His voice was loud, purposely so that everyone present could hear him, and his tone contained an excessive desire to fawn over him to make an impression.
He forgot his shame when he knelt and begged for mercy, and he forgot his humility when he said that he “always advocated peace with the gods.” Now, standing by Jin Wuhao’s side, he felt like he had found a way to survive, and perhaps even a way to achieve fame.
He looked up at Zi’er and sized her up and down.
The woman in purple looked no more than twenty years old. He had a cold and indifferent face and an otherworldly aura. He held a purple longsword in his hand, the blade of which shimmered with a gentle light.
The light was not dazzling, but it carried a deep sense of mystery that made one’s heart tremble.