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Volume 1 322 Making a Fuss at West Origin Palace



Volume 1 Chapter 322 Making a Fuss at West Origin Palace

Although Qin Yun agreed to stay in Dongyang Palace, he still felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Sure enough, Qin Yun received a letter from a palace maid just as he left early in the morning. It said that Yan Siqi was in danger.

After reading it, Qin Yun immediately frowned deeply. He asked the maid who delivered the letter, but she did not know anything. She did not even know who asked her to deliver the letter.

Qin Yun had no choice but to let her go. However, no matter who sent the letter or what conspiracy was involved, as long as Yan Siqi was involved, Qin Yun had to treat her seriously.

After all, Qin Yun had temporarily lost Zhang Xuanxin, and he absolutely wouldn't allow Yan Siqi to suffer any more harm.

Thus, Qin Yun directly headed towards the Li He Palace where Yan Siqi was, without even greeting the Sixth Prince.

As soon as Qin Yun left Dongyang Palace, the Martial Emperor Bai Pao immediately noticed and reported this matter to the Sixth Prince.

The sixth prince only shook his head with a smile and said that he would let him go as long as Qin Yun did not leave the palace. However, he did not know that Qin Yun's visit had caused a huge uproar in the entire palace.

When Qin Yun arrived at the Li He Palace, the entire Li He Palace was in a mess. The palace maids and eunuchs all died tragically on the ground, which made Qin Yun have a bad premonition.

Right at this moment, Qin Yun suddenly saw a familiar figure lying on the ground in the distance. This person was Martial Martial Marquis Bai Yun's bodyguard, Xu Yi.

At this moment, Xu Yi was on the verge of dying. His chest was pierced through by a sword, leaving him with only one last breath.

Qin Yun hurriedly poured his life force into Xu Yi's body to repair his injuries.

Very quickly, Xu Yi's heart began to heal under the infusion of life force. Xu Yi was also refreshed.

"Hurry … hurry up and save Miss Yan." Xu Yi opened his eyes and hurriedly said to Qin Yun.

Hearing this, Qin Yun's heart tightened. Yan Siqi really did have an accident, so he hurriedly asked, "Where is Siqi now?"

"She's been captured by Martial Martial Marquis Qing Yun. She seems to be heading in the direction of the West Origin Palace." Xu Yi replied.

"West Origin Palace? The the Ninth Prince !" Qin Yun's eyes immediately erupted with intense killing intent. A surging killing intent rose from his body, and a powerful aura instantly covered a large area of the Imperial Palace.

"The the Ninth Prince , if you dare to touch Siqi's hair, I will kill you today!" Qin Yun let out a furious roar that resounded through the sky.

Everyone in the surroundings was shocked and stunned.

"Who is so bold to say that he wants to kill the the Ninth Prince ? Furthermore, he is in the Imperial Palace."

The palace maids and eunuchs all revealed incomparably shocked expressions, guessing in their hearts if this person was courting death.

At the side, Xu Yi also stared at Qin Yun. He did not expect Qin Yun to be so angry and dare to openly provoke the the Ninth Prince in the Imperial Palace.

Most importantly, why was Qin Yun's aura so powerful?

Ninth Heavenly Martial Marquis Realm?

How was this possible?

Didn't he just break through from the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Martial Master to the First Heavenly Martial Marquis realm a month ago?

Why did he break through to the Ninth Heavenly Martial Marquis Realm so quickly? What kind of speed was this?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Xu Yi wouldn't have dared to believe his own eyes.

However, Qin Yun ignored the shocked Xu Yi. At this moment, he was like an angry lion. His eyes turned crimson and he turned into a ray of light and headed in the direction of the West Origin Palace.

The imperial palace was forbidden from flying, so when Qin Yun flew in the direction of the Western Yuan Palace with killing intent, the eunuchs and palace maids and guards in the imperial palace widened their eyes and revealed extremely shocked expressions.

Inside the Western Yuan Palace, the the Ninth Prince couldn't help but reveal an ecstatic smile, because Martial Martial Marquis Qing Yun had actually brought Yan Siqi back. Looking at Yan Siqi's exquisite and beautiful face and exquisite body, the the Ninth Prince 's eyes instantly erupted with an incomparably obscene expression.

However, when he thought of how such a beautiful and moving woman was actually possessed by Qin Yun, he felt the urge to tear Qin Yun into pieces.

"Stay outside the door. No one is allowed to enter without my permission." The the Ninth Prince took the unconscious Yan Siqi from Martial Marquis Qingyun and instructed him.

"Yes, Your Highness the ninth prince, I will definitely not let anyone disturb you. Just enjoy it!" Martial Marquis Qingyun said with a smile.

"Haha, wait for me. I promise to reward you well after I finish my work." The the Ninth Prince laughed heartily and walked into the bedroom with Yan Siqi in her arms.

Martial Martial Marquis Qing Yun stood outside the door with a sinister smile on his face.

However, just as his smile fell, a streak of light descended from the sky and landed on the marble floor outside the hall like a god of slaughter.

The marble exploded, and the entire ground seemed to collapse, instantly caved in.

"Qin Yun?"

The Martial Marquis Qing Yun 's face was also gloomy when he was suddenly greeted by this young man.

"Hand over Yan Siqi, or I'll kill her without mercy!"

Qin Yun walked over from the pit step by step, his eyes incomparably red, and his gaze towards Martial Martial Marquis Qing Yun was filled with intense killing intent.

"Haha, aren't you looking for Yan Siqi? She is inside, but she will soon become the plaything of His Highness the Ninth Prince."

When Martial Marquis Qingyun saw Qin Yun being so angry, he immediately burst into laughter. He pointed at the bedroom behind him and said, feeling incomparably refreshed in his heart.

Hearing this, Qin Yun's canthus was about to split open, and a surge of killing intent instantly rushed to his brain.

"I want you dead!" Qin Yun jumped out a few words from between his teeth, and his eyes turned incomparably scarlet red as he charged towards the Martial Marquis Qing Yun .

"Hmph, even though I can't kill you now, it's still as easy as stopping you. By the time you defeat me, the the Ninth Prince will have already enjoyed it. Haha!" Martial Martial Marquis Qing Yun laughed heartily, the smile on his face incomparably ferocious.

"Is that so?" Qin Yun instantly appeared in front of the Martial Marquis Qing Yun , and that cold voice that was like a thousand years of profound ice instantly sounded in his ears.

"How … how is this possible?" Martial Martial Marquis Qing Yun's eyes widened instantly. Qin Yun, who was still a hundred meters away, actually arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. Furthermore, even he did not see clearly how Qin Yun did it.

However, the next moment, Martial Marquis Qing Yun sensed an irresistible force coming from his chest.

Qin Yun's fist, which was filled with endless rage, directly smashed into Martial Martial Marquis Qing Yun's chest.

The Martial Marquis Qing Yun instantly flew backwards and smashed into the door of the dormitory. He violently smashed into the wall of the dormitory, causing a violent tremor in the the Ninth Prince 's dormitory. His entire body sank into the wall.

"Scram, don't ruin my prince's good deeds!" The the Ninth Prince , who had just untied his clothes, was about to carry his gun and mount his horse when he was suddenly ruined by the loud noise and shouted angrily without thinking.

Qin Yun stepped in from outside the door and saw Yan Siqi lying unconscious on the bed with a single glance. He then saw that her clothes had already been pulled down to her shoulders, revealing more than half of her shoulders.

Qin Yun seemed to have lost his mind instantly. He looked at the the Ninth Prince and only had one voice in his mind.

"Kill!"


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