The blood that had not warmed up in Qingge's body for a long time was instantly ignited and boiled! Ye Qingcheng was so indifferent, as if he had become one with the cold wind of the Endless Land.

But when she waved her hand, a woman's pipa in front fell into Ye Qingcheng's arms.

Ding... Ye Qingcheng plucked the strings with her long fingers, and the pipa sounded.

Her fingers kept moving, tracing across the strings.

The sound of the piano slanted out from the fingertips, from gentle to chilling, the heavy snow threatened to seal the endless land, and the cruel sound of the pipa was ruthless! Ye Qingcheng was cold and cold, as if she was the embodiment of moonlight, and her piano music actually formed four barriers to protect her.

From the front, intercept the greedy practitioners! Ye Qingcheng remains the same as before and has never changed.

The sound of her magic zither was only to protect the empress, and to fight mercilessly for the empress! At this moment, Murong Chuan shouted loudly and stood in front of Qing Ge. Just when everyone thought that this guy was going to say something grand, they actually

Seeing Murong Chuan shouting loudly: "Young Master Ye, I can help you. Can you eat a fruit peel?"

Zhang Liren smiled with unknown meaning behind Murong Chuan: "Young Master is so happy to receive the red dragon fruit. I am very happy and congratulations."

Brothers Murong Chuan and Zhang Liren appeared and disappeared, and there was no logic in what they said.

Especially Murong Chuan, a tall and rough old man, who has no rules and regulations, and behaves in a haphazard manner, which really makes people laugh or cry.

Zhang Liren: "Boss, you can't say that. Who is Mr. Ye? Will he not give you fruit peels to eat?"

"It's true, that's the case..." Murong Chuan swung a pair of hammers, stared fiercely, and shouted: "I am Marquis Zhenlong of Wutai here, who dares to be so presumptuous!"
Chapter completed!