Mu Ruge clenched her fists with both hands, hesitated for a long time, then walked towards King Zhong Lin, clasped her fists and said: "I have never fought against the Empress, how does King Zhong Lin know that I am not as good as the Empress?

When the Empress was seventeen, she was still struggling in the lower planes. When I was seventeen, I had already replaced Zhong Linshan in the ceremony to worship the heaven.

When I am twenty years old, my achievements will surpass those of the Empress."

King Zhong Lin smiled coldly: "Are you twenty years old?

When you are twenty, I should go to your grave and pour a glass of wine."

"I am already a Xuanling Master and will soon break through to the Origin Realm. How can the empress, a mere phantom, compare to me?"

Mu Ruge was unwilling to accept the decision and debated with King Zhong Lin.

"The empress spent twenty years and worked hard all the time to achieve everything she has today. What about you?"

King Zhong Lin sneered: "Everyone wants to surpass the Empress, but they are all killed by the Empress."

"I..." Mu Ruge was still arguing, but Master Lingxu's withered hand put on Mu Ruge's shoulder, stopping Mu Ruge's next words.

Mu Ruge turned around and looked at Master Lingxu in confusion. Master Lingxu waved his hand and nodded to King Zhong Lin: "Ru Ge is still young and not sensible. King Zhong Lin must not be as knowledgeable as her.

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"Zhong Linshan has never been an enemy of Dongzhou. I admire the empress very much. If you are seeking personal revenge, don't use Zhong Lin's name. Zhong Linshan is not a target for your master and disciple."

After King Zhong Lin finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards Qing Ge.

"Empress, under your leadership, Dongzhou will surely prosper."

Zhonglin Wangdao.

Qingge smiled and said: "By your good words, Zhong Linmu Ruge is also a rare genius. She will be Zhong Linshan's future."

"The future of Zhonglinshan lies in the hands of countless practitioners."

Zhonglin Wangdao.

Qingge was surprised, this actually surprised her.

Mu Ruge turned her back to Qingge, King Zhong Lin and others, their eyes slightly lowered, their eyelashes trembling slightly, and for a long time, they sneered.

Mu Qingxue came to Mu Ruge's side and comforted in a low voice: "Junior Sister Ruge, I believe you will surpass the Eastern Emperor. With your talent, you will definitely be able to go to the world above thousands of races."

"East Emperor..." Mu Ruge pulled out the Emperor-Slaying Sword, wiped the shimmering blade with her fingertips, and smiled on her lips: "My sword is named after the Emperor, and its destiny is... to kill the Emperor!"

Mu Qingxue was stunned, looking down at the scarlet emperor-killing sword, swallowing several times, and her eyes ignited with hot flames.

A ferocious smile gradually appeared on Mu Qingxue's face, "Junior Sister Ruge will definitely complete her mission."

Mu Ruge raised her head slightly, turned her eyes slightly, and squinted at Qingge.

The chill suddenly appeared, thunder was everywhere, and the killing was like a waterfall! Yan Yan was singing and laughing, chatting easily with several independent masters, and suddenly looked sideways, and looked at Mu Ruge not far away.

The killing intent in Mu Ruge's eyes was not concealed at all, and the emperor-killing knife in her hand exposed her ambition and goal.

"Girl, you have murderous intent!"

Senior Gu Long said.

Qingge laughed: "Senior, the people who want to kill me can line up from Dongzhou to Zhonglin Mountain, but the people who can kill me have not appeared yet!"

Even the God of Clouds couldn't do anything to her, so what did Mu Ruge mean?

Fate Star Tribulation?
Chapter completed!