"Yellow-haired girl, have you seen this? So many people are willing to die for you! This Imperial Master is not an unreasonable person! You only need to kneel down in front of my Imperial Master to admit your mistake, and then kill yourself in front of my Imperial Master to apologize. My Imperial Master can

Let go of these ignorant people around you!"

A cold voice came down.

The whole atmosphere seemed to be getting more and more tense.

A group of people all stared red-eyed with anger.

Staring hard at Emperor Master Duan Jian.

But just then...

from behind them.

A slender figure flew out.

"Back off——"

Her cold voice was like pieces of jade, falling in all directions.

It also hit everyone's heart.

Everyone was stunned.

But he saw the girl in white, her clear eyes scanning the surrounding area.

"I handle my own affairs."

Everyone wanted to speak but stopped.

Long Sijue also frowned slightly and looked at Yue Qingchen.

The Emperor Master Duan Jian in front of him is at the fourth level of the Saint.

Long Sijue himself is only at the third level of sainthood.

Even he was not sure whether he could really escape from Emperor Master Duan Jian.

not to mention……

Is it just Yue Qingchen, the first level of the Saint?

Long Sijue's thin lips moved lightly.

"I come--"

"No." Yue Qingchen shook her head gently, raised her eyes, and gave Long Sijue a reassuring look.

"Long Da, please step back first. And all of you, please get out of the way...let me meet this so-called Imperial Master..."

she said.

A bright and beautiful smile appeared on that elegant and refined face.

"So what about the fourth level of sainthood? I'm really not afraid. I, Yue Qingchen, have never known fear in my life..."

She raised her head.

There was a wind blowing through the hall.

The three thousand black hair, like splashing ink, flew freely.

He looked confident and arrogant.

She raised her feet and took a step forward.

On her delicate face, her smile became brighter and brighter.

She said softly.
Chapter completed!