Every word of Murong Xuan's words was filled with kindness and understanding, as if she was interceding for Chu Yue.
But after what she said, it meant that Chu Yue was a vulgar person from the countryside and could not stand on the stage.
Ye Xun'er had a smile on her face, and the energy in her body dissipated a little.
Murong Xuan then spoke in a coy manner: "But having said that, I do envy my little junior sister. I am also happy for my little junior sister to be favored by His Highness the Emperor, to return to Shenxuan, and to show her former glory again."
This remark hit the nail on the head, and was nothing more than an explicit and implicit mockery of Chu Yue's achievements today because of Ye Mohan's help.
The disciples who gathered under the Taoist monument had a look of contempt in their eyes.
"Have you said enough?"
The moment the voice sounded, Chu Yue, who was behind Chen Qinghe just now, suddenly left, and the next moment she was in front of Murong Xuan.
Murong Xuan's apricot eyes widened slightly, and before she had time to react, Chu Yue kicked out and hit Murong Xuan in the abdomen.
Murong Xuan's abdomen was in overwhelming pain, but her body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and hit the ground straight.
A soft boot stepped hard on Murong Xuan's cheek. Chu Yue appeared at some point and looked down at Murong Xuan, her beautiful eyes filled with a cold light.
I saw her asking clearly: "I ask you, have you said enough?"
Murong Xuan's body was shaking constantly and she was vomiting blood. She looked at the girl with a look of anger in shock.
"Ye Chuyue! We are all disciples of the same sect, why do you have such murderous intent?" Ye Xun'er said.
Chen Qinghe touched the neck that had been touched by the bone-breaking axe, and his eyes shone with a strange luster.
He waved his hand, and all the Xuanji disciples surrounded Chu Yue with a tacit understanding, planning to speak out in unison!
"Ms. Ye is such a noble person who forgets things so much."
Chu Yue's posture was lazy, she glanced at the Xuanji disciples gathered around her, and then said slowly: "As you all know, five years ago, I saved a person during my training outside, and it was Murong Xuan. Murong Xuan's life,
I can save..."
At this point, she paused, slowly raised her thick eyelashes, and the murderous aura swept out like a storm, her voice became a little hoarse: "I can... kill him!"
"The Marquis of Zhenbei has a great reputation for many years. As her daughter, do you want to ruin your mother's reputation?" Ye Xun'er said coldly.
Chu Yue slowly raised her foot and stepped on Murong Xuan's face. She looked coldly at Ye Xun'er and suddenly smiled evilly, "It seems that Miss Ye is self-aware."
"My mother, the Marquis of Zhenbei, made great achievements throughout her life as a soldier. She sacrificed her life for righteousness even in the vassal states. It is not like Miss Ye's mother. Although she was born in Mu Mansion in Beizhou, she had a human face and a beast's heart, and was as vicious as a snake and scorpion. She killed countless people in private.
A spiritual beast whose cruel methods are outrageous."
"I don't know if there is a daughter like a mother!"
Chu Yue smiled cruelly, every word was like a pearl, comparable to a murderous sword!
Hearing this, Ye Xun'er became slightly panicked, her eyes evasive and uneasy, and she felt like a ray of light on her back. People around her looked at her with curiosity.
"It seems that the junior sister has hooked up with the Holy Emperor. She is indeed much tougher than before."
Chen Qinghe crossed his arms over his chest and smiled.
"Ye Chuyue broke the rules of Shenxuan. You guys, if you don't take him down, send him to the Judgment Heavenly Prison for disposal!"
After Chen Qinghe finished speaking without hesitation, the Xuanji disciples holding weapons began to kill!
"Who dares?!"
Chu Yue stepped on Murong Xuan, with a bone-breaking ax attached to her waist.
The blood-drinking sword pointed at the sky and said loudly:
"I am the disciple of Elder Shenxuan. I hold the Xuanji throne and sit on an equal footing with the disciples of Xuanji. In front of the holy light of the Taoist stele, who dares?!"