The Black Annihilation Army's Deputy Commander Provokes An Yi: A Palm Strike Severs Ling Quan's Arm, Displaying Absolute Combat Power

The corner of An Yi's eye twitched, and he said irritably, "What are those looks for? Never seen a beautiful woman before?"

Su Qian stroked his white beard and could not help laughing. "Nothing. I'm just curious. You really have some nerve, boy. You're already involved with that young lady with her heaven-reaching backing, yet you still dare to openly flit from flower to flower outside?"

Su Qian reined in his smile, a hint of warning entering his voice. "If word of this reaches that clan and those hidebound old fellows find out... I'm afraid your days ahead will be quite unpleasant."

An Yi drew a deep breath. "I know my limits..."

"Hiss!"

Before he finished speaking, An Yi suddenly sucked in a sharp breath as a piercing pain shot through his chest.

He looked down and saw a Seven-Colored Python biting firmly into the flesh of his chest.

Those cold, deep purple eyes were fixed on him, tinged with anger and jealousy.

An Yi went completely numb.

How the hell did they all end up together?!

Your Majesty, weren't you asleep?!

Why did you have to wake up right now?!

With a heart as heavy as if he were visiting a grave, An Yi returned alone to the pavilion in the Inner Academy.

The moment he pushed open the door, Xun'er, who had been waiting in the hall, came fluttering over like a graceful butterfly.

"Brother Yi, you're back!"

A trace of worry showed in Xun'er's eyes. "What happened?"

An Yi rubbed his nose guiltily, his gaze wandering. "Well... it's nothing serious, really. It's just... Xiao Yi Xian and Yun Yun are here."

Xun'er froze, the smile on her face stiffening slightly. "Xiao Yi Xian? Sect Master Yun? Why did they suddenly come to Jia Nan Academy