However, what caught her off guard was that as soon as Murong Zhiruo was halfway through her words, a chill suddenly rose from the soles of her feet, and before she could react, the whole person flew out with an "ah" scream, bursting like a cannonball, and the speed was extremely fast.

All they heard was a terrible scream, and they saw a streamer fly by, and then—

"Bang!" Murong Zhiruo's figure slammed to the ground, kicking up billowing dust, and the severe pain spread all over her limbs and internal organs, making her want to faint to death.

The sudden change caused the audience to fall into a dead silence.

The rolling dust gradually dissipated, revealing that Murong Zhiruo, who was rolling and wailing on the ground, was the pearl of the Infinite Sect Master's palm!

"Wow!" Everyone's eyes were about to fall out!

"Not good!" Jian Sihan's face changed greatly, and his body passed in a flash, he quickly helped Murong Zhiruo up, checked her physical condition, and quickly entered two mortal-grade body protection pills!

Jian Sihan's face was pale, and his eyes looked at Emperor Mingjie coldly.

At the same time, the twenty guards of the Infinite Sect surrounded Emperor Mingjie and Ye Qiantong with a "whoosh", and the sharp sword in his hand was pulled out, and a pair of gloomy eyes burst out with a murderous aura without any temperature.

The cold aura of the forest is permeated in the cold air, solemn and awe-inspiring, as if death is coming, eerie and terrifying, bloodthirsty and deadly.

All the monks present were shocked by the terrifying aura of this immeasurable sect, and they only felt like falling into an ice cave, and the blood in their whole body was going to freeze.

What a terrible momentum!

What a horrible chill!

Cold, like a thousand years of ice!

All of a sudden, the air seemed to freeze, and the frost shrouded it, and the cold was overwhelming.

Ye Qiantong raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Emperor Ming with a smile, but saw that his handsome porcelain face was still careless and lazy and noble, calm and relaxed, and wanton and noble, without taking these people into his eyes at all.

Emperor Ming looked back at Ye Qiantong with a smile, a pair of beautiful eyes were as deep as a pool, rubbed her fluffy little head, scratched her delicate nose, and doted: "Hitomi is worried about this king?"

The corners of Ye Qiantong's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at him angrily, he couldn't see that she was looking at his jokes and hell.

At this time, Murong Zhiruo finally reacted from the fall, and the expression on her face changed from shock, shock, and disbelief to incredible, and her heart twitched with pain.

Emperor Shao actually blasted her out!

So heartless!

But why can that ugly and saltless stinky girl please him?!

Murong Zhi was furious!

Her fists were clenched, her nails almost digging into her flesh, and her fingertips were dripping with blood.

Murong Zhiruo glared fiercely at Ye Qiantong, gritted her teeth, two clusters of flames burst out of her eyes, and turned to look at Emperor Ming's eyes with tears in her eyes, full of affection, grievance and pity, as if she had been ruthlessly abandoned.

Ye Qiantong touched her nose, this girl regarded herself as an enemy as soon as they met, with a bitter and deep resentment on her face, she really looked like she had robbed her.

Look at this girl's eyes, such affectionate tears that make people feel pity, sad and weak, who doesn't pity them, who doesn't love them?

Seeing that Ye Qiantong had goosebumps all over her body, she asked, "You really don't know her?" ”

Emperor Ming glanced at the past lightly, and the corners of his lips hooked up a wicked smile, a peerless face that was so beautiful that he was angry and resentful, and he was noble and domineering.

But the words that came out were indifferent and bloodthirsty, like an arrow piercing the heart, extremely harsh, he frowned in disgust, and said, "This king will know such an ugly person?" ”