Chapter 63: Taking Advantage

  From what Ziyan said, Xie Aoyu understood that the person in front of him was Ziyan's pursuer, and Ziyan seemed to have no good feelings towards him.

  It seems I should play my part now.

  Xie Ao Yu was thinking his own thoughts in his heart.

  "Xie Ao Yu stretched out his hand and grasped Zi Yan's jade-like hand, intertwining their fingers in a ten-finger clasp. 'Zi Yan jie, won't you introduce us?'"

  This action is generally an intimate act between lovers.

  Ziyan gave Xie Ao a glance, lightly pinching the palm of his hand. She naturally understood what Xie Ao meant and smiled: "This is Dalal, the youngest elder of the Tianluo Pasat family."

  "The Pascha family?" Xie Ao Yu didn't expect that because of the Pascha family's affairs, he was forced to leave the Forest City, and now he encountered an elder of the Pascha family again.

  What bad luck!

  Although this Dalar gives a sense of elegance, Xie Ao Yu thought of Joris from the Pasar family and Gureit's disregard for his identity, and he didn't have any good feelings.

  Feeling Xiao Yu's change, Zi Yan muttered to herself, could it be that she was actually jealous?

  "Ziyan, aren't you going to introduce us?" Dalal saw that neither of them intended to make an introduction, and catching sight of Xie Ao Yu and Ziyuan's tightly clasped hands, he felt a strong sense of displeasure, but still maintained his composure.

  Xie Ao Yu said: "Oh, I'm Xie Ao Yu, Zi Yan's man."

  "Huh?"

  Dalar was so shocked by this sentence that his mouth was wide open, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, staring at them foolishly.

  Ziyan almost laughed out loud, she said in a low voice: "I say little brother, you really dare to say that."

  "Am I not helping my sister get rid of this annoying fly?" Xie Ao Yu chuckled and let go of Zi Yan's jade hand, putting his arm around her slender waist.

  Although Xie Ao Yu is younger, he's not short at all, about 1.8 meters tall, a head taller than Zi Yan, so when he puts his arm around Zi Yan, it doesn't look awkward at all, but rather quite suitable.

  "You're taking advantage of me." Zi Yan's pretty face turned slightly red, she muttered under her breath but didn't resist, instead making a cute and dependent expression.

  This makes Dalar even more jealous and crazy.

  He has been pursuing Ziyan for over ten years, since he met her at the age of twenty and was amazed by her beauty, vowing to make her his own woman. He pursued her for thirteen years without success, not even getting a response from her. Now, he sees that the beauty is already taken.

  Especially Xie Ao Yu looks very delicate, obviously not old, and what drives Dala crazy is that Xie Ao Yu's appearance is not handsome at all, and he can't be compared with him.

  He actually lost to such a person.

  "Heh, I wonder which family this little brother comes from." Daral chose to counterattack, he came from the Pasar family, although the Pasar family was an imperial family, it wasn't a continental-level family, but it was also one of the top-ranked large families on the continent. Moreover, when he spoke, he particularly emphasized a "little" word.

  Xie Ao Yu shrugged and said, "Old senior, if you want to know my identity, I'm afraid it's not enough level yet. If it were the head of the Pasca family, maybe I would consider telling him."

  Old, old senior? The muscles on Dalal's face twitched, although he was already over 30 years old, but Dalal still had great confidence in his appearance and had a great killing power towards women, and was actually called an old senior.

  What infuriated him even more was that Xie Ao Yu actually said he wasn't qualified to know his own identity.

  Is he from some ancient family?

  Dalar is known to have many ancient family legacies that have lasted for thousands, even tens of thousands of years, with power spread across every corner of the continent, and a profound and terrifying depth, it's just that ordinary people don't know about it.

  He was somewhat suspicious, but if it wasn't from those abnormal ancient families, how could it make Ziyuan fall in love? Dalal's heart murmured.

  Looking at Dala's expression, Ziyan secretly gave Xie Ao a thumbs up, "You're quite good at bragging."

  "For Ziyan's sister, I would even sell myself." Xie Ao Yu said.

  Are you selling yourself?

  Sell to whom, help me, not sell to me, you sell to me, isn't that selling yourself? Ziyan pinched a handful of Xie Ao Yu's waist and said, "You stinky brat, are you still going to take advantage of me?"

  Dalar looked at the two people's movements and became even more jealous.

  "Ziyan, are you really with him?" Dalal suppressed the jealousy that almost drove him mad.

  Ziyan had always been somewhat annoyed by Daluo's entanglement, and this time was a great opportunity to get rid of him, so she smiled and said: "Of course it's true."

  "Why!" Dalar's face twisted in anger.

  "You and I are not suitable." Ziyan said faintly, "I hope you can find your own happiness."

  Dalar's fists clenched tightly, word by word: "But I've been chasing you for thirteen years!"

  Thirteen years, this guy is really sentimental enough, Xie Ao Yu was also a little surprised, looked at Zi Yan, he really didn't see that Zi Yan wasn't moved.

  "That's your one-sided feeling, I've told you more than once that we're not suitable!" Ziyan was even more displeased, she was also extremely annoyed by Dalal's pursuit.

  "You're just going to leave me here like this?" Dalar asked.

  Xie Ao Yu saw the situation and coldly said: "You're not making sense, she's my woman!" Especially the last seven words, which were spoken with force and conviction, as he tightly wrapped his arms around Zi Yan's slender waist, as if to prove it.

  Such a domineering move made Ziyan's heart skip a beat.

  All along, Zi Yan had been treated with care by the pursuers, afraid of her getting angry. Who would have thought that Xie Ao Yu would be so overbearing towards her? This time, his actions made her feel a little different.

  "Get the hell out of here!" Dalar had long been itching to squeeze Shaoyu to death, and seeing him step forward, he swung his fist and hit him. With his Rainbow-level upper-tier strength, one punch would be enough to kill Shaoyu without a doubt.

  "Dalar, you're going too far!"

  Ziyan was furious and swung her fist at him.

  To know that Ziyan is a lower rank of the Supreme Saint, such a high level, a difference of one grade, that's tens of thousands of miles away, and many people can't get past it.

  Ziyan angrily attacked Xie Ao Yu, and her attack was also very powerful.

  "Boom!"

  The two men collided with a punch, and Dalaer let out a muffled groan, retreating five or six steps. A thread of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his face revealed a ferocious smile.

  "Ah!" Zi Yan's figure flashed, but she didn't move at all. However, her face changed greatly. Her hand was holding a silver-white long needle. "Despicable!"

  Xie Ao Yu saw the situation and angrily scolded: "Dalal, you Pasas family are all a bunch of despicable trash, how dare you play dirty tricks."

  "Shut up!" Dalal roared, "Damn it, stinker! I've been chasing you for thirteen years and you haven't even looked at me straight once, but now you're eyeing this little brat? Damn it, it's really like an old cow eating tender grass! Let me tell you."

  Ziyan stopped Xie Ao Yu's furious anger, grabbing his left hand's little finger, "You've poisoned me with the Dispel Technique's strange toxin."

  "That's right, from now on you'll become an ordinary woman, haha, I can play with you however I want." Dalal burst out laughing and said, "From now on, you'll be my captive."

  Xie Ao Yu's head buzzed and almost exploded.

  Scattered Kung Fu is extremely toxic, one of the most poisonous poisons. Anyone who is poisoned will lose all their Qi within three hours and become an ordinary person. Even a top-tier, invincible existence at the Heavenly King level cannot resist it.

  "Rubbish!" Xie Ao Yu clenched his fists, wishing he could punch him to death.

  But he is not an opponent, and the gap between them is really too big.

  Dalar sneered: "Aren't you from some ancient family? Haha, what does it matter, I'll kill you here and no one will know it was me. As for Ziyan, haha, can't you feel your energy rapidly draining away? You've probably fallen from the Supreme Saint level by now. Just wait to be played with, I'll play with you on this mountain peak for three days and three nights. I'll announce to the entire continent that the peerless beauty Ziyan will soon be mine..."