Chapter 1195

“What a load of rubbish!” Whitebeard sneered.

Nash slapped Whitebeard in the face.

His mouth and nose were bleeding. Several of his teeth even flew out.

The Borleys trembled slightly.

Nash glanced at Whitebeard and asked casually, “Was I talking to

you?”

Whitebeard gritted his teeth but was helpless. He secretly vowed to kill this little bastard when he joined the Southern Martial Alliance.

Cindel took a deep breath. “Why should we believe you?”

Nash turned to look at the villa. Yellow Crane quickly walked to him

with his hands behind his back.

With an angry look on his face, he stared at one of the men and shouted, “Who are you to Iron Will Borley?”

The middle-aged man trembled all over. His eyes widened as he hesitated, “I… I am his great-grandson!”

Iron Will Borley was his great-grandfather’s nickname. Except for members of the family, it was impossible for outsiders to know.

Yellow Crane said angrily, “Iron Will Borley is my great-grandson. I’m Greg Borley, your ancestor!”

Everyone in the Borleys looked at each other.

a deep breath, shook

This is too ridiculous!”

turned around and asked Greg, who had possessed

you possess

Crane shook his head. “They have

Snow man was infected with dark energy in

blew out his light

hand to draw a seal and

bright light. He then extinguished the light spark

above Cindel’s head.

left Yellow Crane and took a step

was anger on Cindel’s face. “Do you believe I’m Greg

don’t believe me, I’ll

every night!”

and whispered, “Dad.. C-Could he

ancestor?”

head. “I don’t believe

supernatural!”

“Damn it, I can’t stand

how can you

was stunned for a moment and then

to have such an unpleasant

Nash almost choked.

me, then I’ll open

that, he bit his finger and wrote a runic incantation on the palm

left hand.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255