Who Ripped Out the Exit Button in My Immortal Cultivation Game?
Chapter 323

Saintess, let's go die together

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The rabbit still stood with his arms folded, one leg shaking.

At that moment, the rabbit stared at Ying Huaixu with one eye wide open and the other slightly narrowed.

"Brat, that look in your eyes is very rude. Also, could you wipe away your drool?"

Ying Huaixu chuckled.

"I was just thinking of spicy rabbit heads. Besides, you really are a bit fat."

The rabbit flew up and kicked straight at Ying Huaixu's face.

Ying Huaixu suddenly saw the parry indicator, then pointed a finger forward.

Clang~

The rabbit went flying and slammed hard into the wall of the underground cave.

Seeing stars, the rabbit slid down the rock face.

That made his already somewhat frail body even weaker.

The Taiyin Saintess came to her senses and hurried over to pick the rabbit up by his ears.

"O-Old Ancestor, you're already so weak. Can't you behave yourself for a while?"

Once the rabbit recovered his senses, he immediately protested.

"You insolent junior! You dare hold this Old Ancestor by the ears? I'll punish you for your outrageous disrespect!"

Smack, smack, smack...

The Taiyin Saintess slapped the rabbit across the face several times, leaving him utterly stunned.

"Junior, you dare humiliate me like this? I..."

Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack...

The Taiyin Saintess's hand moved so fast it left afterimages.

As she slapped him, she said with a serious expression, "What manner of monster are you, daring to impersonate our Taiyin Old Ancestor?"

The Old Ancestor finally understood.

This generation's Saintess seemed emotionally stable, but she was truly devious.

"Wait, stop hitting me! I was wrong!"

The Taiyin Old Ancestor begged for mercy.

His current body really was too weak.

Seeing the Taiyin Old Ancestor beg for mercy, the Taiyin Saintess stopped.

Ying Huaixu and Xu Yaoyang crouched nearby, staring

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