C668 (1/2)

His gait was steady, his posture upright. At this moment, Xiao Yan looked like he had the aura of a strong person.

Everyone was stunned as they looked at Xiao Yan in puzzlement. What was that useless person planning to do?

Xiao Yan walked to the table where the brush was placed and glanced at the ink before frowning. He did not choose to grind the ink but pulled out a dagger. With a cut on his finger, dark red blood began to spread.

As Zhang Xuan spread out the paper, a series of flamboyant, large red words appeared, piercing one's eyes.

Xiao Yan picked up the letter he had written with his blood and let out a cold laugh. He walked in front of Nalan Yanran and slammed the letter onto the table. The dull sound echoed throughout the hall.

”Don't think that your talent is too great or that you can climb high above the Misty Cloud Sect just by climbing up there. I, Xiao Yan, do not like a woman like you.” This piece of paper is not a contract to cancel the engagement, but a letter of rest for me, Xiao Yan, to expel you from the Xiao clan!

From now on, you, Nalan Yanran, no longer have any relationship with me, Xiao Yan! ”

The crisp and determined voice no longer sounded ridiculous to the crowd.

Many disciples of the Xiao family opened their mouths wide, they wanted to divorce Nalan Yanran? This good-for-nothing has a lot of courage!

Elder Ge Ye's face instantly became gloomy, as if water was dripping out of it.

”You, you dare to divorce me?”

Watching the bloody letter being slapped on the table by Xiao Yan, Nalan Yanran's eyes widened in disbelief. With her looks, talent, future, and background, just how many men would be able to hope for such a thing? But now, she had actually been eliminated by a trash from such a small clan? This sudden change of events made her absent-minded. The world in front of her eyes was not that real anymore.

After reacting, Nalan Yanran erupted into a sharp cry. ”Ah!” ”Xiao Yan, you useless person. You actually dare to insult me in such a manner. I will kill you!”

Weak Dou Qi gathered in his hand as he furiously struck out with his palm. His killing intent was frightening, much like a female ghost.

With a loud bang, Xiao Yan was sent flying five to six meters by Nalan Yanran's palm and landed on the ground. Fresh blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

No one expected this sudden turn of events. They were shocked to see Xiao Yan sent flying and Nalan Yanran still angry.

”Yan'er!”

”Xiao Yan ge-ge!”

Xiao Zhan and Xiao Xun Er ran toward Xiao Yan at the same time, their faces full of worry.