LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
134.DISASTER BEARER.
Xie Tianyang was puzzled while Tan Wen Hong asked with a frown, “You are the only Profound Heaven expert of the Xue clan, Patriarch of the Xue clan, Xue Dingtian?”
Closing his eyes on the rotten children in front, Xue Dingtian looked towards Xue Ningxiang, “Ning’er, where did you run these months? I'm looking for you everywhere.”
Xue Ningxiang lowered her head in guilt and muttered, “Sorry for making you worry, grandpa.”
Xue Dingtian sighed and ruffled the hair of his favorite grandson then spat, “Is one of these dwarves behaving badly?”
Xue Ningxiang knows where she is headed and feel ashamed, “Grandfather, what are you saying!”
“Huh, then everything is fine!”
Xue Dingtian rolled his eyes at Tan Wen Hong and Xie Tianyang, “Who hurt my grandson, Xue Gang?”
“Dia!”
Xie Tianyang did not miss in exposing Tan Wen Hong, “I just met Ning’er after. I've never seen your granddaughter.”
Turning his eyes, Tan Wen Hong could only blame his bad luck on his friends,
“I didn't know he was Ning’er's brother, so. forgive his mistake, senior!”.
“Lalu ... You eloped with Ning’er?” Xue Dingtian asked Tan Wen Hong.
“What, elope?”
Xie Tianyang cried in shock and grabbed onto Tan Wen Hong's clothes, “Tan Wen Hong, explain it to me! Since when are you so close to Ning’er?”
Xue Dingtian glanced at Xie Tianyang and turned towards his grandson.
Who is that kid, who is more upset than me?
Xue Ningxiang glared at her grandfather, then hid her fiery cheeks with her hands.
Grandfather was getting older, how could he mention such a thing all of a sudden?
He complained inside but his eyes peeked at Tan Wen Hong.
Tan Wen Hong gestured while shouting. Only then did Xie Tianyang stop.
Xue Dingtian looked at Tan Wen Hong but did not see any lies, he spoke, “Good, then, I will not be so hard on you because of your time with my granddaughter.”
“Come, Ning’er, let's go home.” Xue Dingtian pulled him. But Xue Ningxiang turned to the two people behind him. Xie Tianyang became anxious, wanting to stop them.
“Wait!” Tan Wen Hong shouted.
Xue Dingtian spoke in a cold tone, “Is there anything else, a dwarf?”
“You can't take Ning’er.” said Tan Wen Hong with a cold expression, “And I advise you not to return too.”
Xue Dingtian frowned, “What do you mean by that?”
“I'll be honest. We offended the seventh elder of the Valley of Hell and he recognized Ning’er. I can guess he is now a rowdy in the Xue clan. If you go back now, you'll die. ”
Xue Dingtian was surprised, then saw Xue Ningxiang nodding sheepishly.
As if struck by lightning, Xue Dingtian trembled and stumbled backwards before falling down.
Xue Ningxiang started crying and rushed to her grandfather, “Grandfather, I'm sorry ..”
Xue Dingtian clenched his fists as anger engulfed his heart.
Then his eye-filled killing intent landed on Tan Wen Hong and Xie Tianyang.
“You are the one who brought this disaster to us. As long as I take you to the seventh elder, he will save us. ”
Saying so,
he slapped Tan Wen Hong.
Tan Wen Hong's feet moved slightly making his two ghosts appear nearby.