The last time naturally refers to the matter of throwing Ximen Boming into the photographer's residence. It would be fine if Murong Ningyue didn't speak, but when she opened her mouth, she really made the person so angry.

"Puff." Damn, can you let people live? The damage is 10,000 points. Ximen Boming vomited a mouthful of blood on the sky, but he stopped moving.

"Bo Ming!" The emperor roared and looked at Murong Ningyue with scarlet eyes: "The Yulin Army obeyed the order and took Murong Ningyue down for me. Whether it was dead or alive, I just want you to capture her for me!"

"Yes!" The Yulin Army drew its swords together, and the sword light flashed instantly. All of them used their spiritual power, and the bright spiritual power light was shrouded in front of the Murong Mansion.

"Let me go!" The commander of the Yulin Army shouted with great momentum.

The sword was like rain, and the bright and long sword was as dense as raindrops. If it was attacked by this sword rain, it would definitely turn into a sieve.

Many people watching the show next to him were a pity for Ye Yaorao. It would be a pity that such a beautiful and extraordinary man died like this. If it weren't for Murong Ningyue, how could it be so bad? All of this was caused by Murong Ningyue! Murong Ningyue had become the culprit in the eyes of everyone without realizing it.

"Overbial ability." Ye Yaorao's beautiful face was contemptuous, and she snorted, her eyes were filled with wild light. Her slender fingers were gently raised, and with a casual wave, Jian Yu immediately turned his direction and thought about the Yulin Army.

"Ah!" As Ye Yaorao's attack arrived, a large number of Yulin Army were instantly surrounded by sword rain, and screams burst into tears. This was not a battle, but a unilateral massacre and abuse.

Many Yulin soldiers were caught in arrows and fell to the ground in an instant. In just a moment, Yulin soldiers died and were injured. The whole scene was extremely heroic.

Ye Yaorao raised her slender fingers, her spiritual power formed a ball in his beautiful hands, and said coldly: "Since you are going to die, I will fulfill you."

"Strong, are you really going to go against me for this Murong Ningyue? She is just a waste." The emperor looked at Ye Yaorao with a charity look and said, "But if you kill her now, I can give you a generous reward and allow you to receive the best reward."

Ye Yaorao chuckled like a poppy swaying in the breeze. She was extremely beautiful but full of fatal dangers. Her voice was as gentle as her name, and it seemed that she could get pregnant with her ears: "Reward? I wonder what it is?"

"Of course, it will provide you with the best conditions for cultivation, and I will provide you with a large number of advanced pills." The emperor threw out the greatest temptation. Pills are something that everyone who practices spiritual power desires, even those who are powerful.

"I just want to buy me the pill?" Ye Yaorao said disdainfully with a raised eyebrows, sneering.

When the emperor heard this, he knew that Ye Yaorao would not follow him. The palm of his hand was secretly lucky and spiritual power, and he was preparing to launch a sneak attack. The light on his hand turned out to be orange!

"I hate people who are overestimating themselves the most." Ye Yaorao said with a smile, with a hint of imprecise light in her eyes.

The emperor gritted his teeth and understood that Ye Yaorao would not be able to follow his wishes. He rushed towards Ye Yaorao angrily: "Since you don't want to eat the punishment for the toast, don't blame me!"
Chapter completed!