A crisp and rhythmic sound resounded in front of the Xuanling Qi Mine.

"Have you asked me about the person who touched me?" Qing Ge's tone was cold, her eyes were thin and cold, and every word she said made Zhang Yu horrified.

At this moment, Zhang Yu didn't have the same arrogant and triumphant attitude just now.

Panic is like a bereaved dog, panic is like a fish caught in a trap, it is in a state of utter distress and despair.

His hands had been broken by Qingge, and his kneecaps had been crushed.

Zhang Yu glared at Qingge: "If you attack me, Lord Xuanqing will not let you go. I will give you a chance. Now kneel down and kowtow three times, and I will forget the blame!"

"Kowtow, right?"

Qingge smiled, but that smile made people feel creepy.

Suddenly, Qingge quickly stopped laughing, grabbed the hair on the back of Zhang Yu's head with one hand, exerted all her strength, and smashed Zhang Yu's forehead down with a sudden force.

This blow caused Zhang Yu's head to be broken and bleeding, and the blood that flowed from the wounds on his forehead and hair roots spread into his eyelashes.

Qingge pulled his hair back with five fingers, forcing Zhang Yu to raise his head and hold his neck.

Qingge laughed softly, stepped forward, got close to Zhang Yu's face, and breathed: "Do you still kowtow?"

Zhang Yu was horrified and realized that the empress was a lunatic. She didn't care about anything else and was not afraid of Lord Xuanqing at all.

Zhang Yu opened his mouth and was about to speak, but saw the singer again exerting force, pulling the hair on the back of Zhang Yu's head, and smashing Zhang Yu's face to the ground again.

"kowtow?"

The soft song gripped his hair and made him raise his head.

Zhang Yu's mouth and nose were bleeding, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was blue, and his head was shockingly broken.

"Female...empress..."

Zhang Yu had to give in.

If this continues, he will die.

Qingge didn't give him a chance to finish his words, so she dragged him down and smashed him down. This time, she hit him more than a dozen times until Zhang Yu was beyond recognition and his face was covered in blood.

The soldiers of the Xuanqing Protectorate Army were frightened by Empress Ye's momentum for a long time. Seeing that Zhang Yu was about to be beaten to death, they all shared the same hatred. They held bows and arrows in their hands, pulled out the bow strings, and all pointed their sharp arrows at Qingge.

Qing Ge pulled the hair on the back of Zhang Yu's head with one hand, stepped on the stone in front with one foot, and looked at the surroundings coldly, unruly and arrogant.

She lowered her eyes lightly, the redness at the ends of her eyes was like the surging blood mist, fighting in the charming night.

Ice and snow cover everything.

The sword's momentum was like a rainbow, crushing it.

Three thousand crows passed through the mine and drank blood before returning.

A silver spear emerges from the abyss like a hidden dragon.

The sound of murder is coming, and the world is in panic!

Suddenly, several people on the flying monsters came one after another, and with such momentum, they forced Xuan Qing's country-protecting army back.

Qingge raised her eyebrows and looked at the surrounding soldiers jokingly.

"Want to kill me?"

"Just you?"

A mocking chuckle.

After saying that, Qingge lowered her head and focused on Zhang Yu.

The Alliance can withstand the catastrophe of the Abyss Fire, and Lord Haitang's Nine Nether Restriction is indispensable.

But now, Haitang Continent and its lords are besieged by Xuanqing because they have lost the restriction of Jiuyou.

Especially Lord Haitang, all his cultivation is gone and he has become a useless person!

No matter what, she will protect this person and this plane.

She does not expect Haitang Continent to become one of the alliance's princes, and has no interest in the rich and rich Xuanling Qi mine here.

Only because of Lord Haitang’s kindness in providing help in times of need!

Qingge stood up holding Zhang Yu's hair and walked slowly towards Lord Haitang.

Zhang Yu was dragged to the ground by her, whimpering feebly.

The empress' methods have always been like this, so she will be accused by the world of being cruel!

Qingge General Zhang Yu came to Lord Haitang's side.

"You like kowtow, right?"

"Knock on me!"

Qingge pulled his hair and slammed his forehead and face to the ground again.

There was a lot of gravel on the ground, and Zhang Yu's face was smashed down, almost all his facial features were destroyed, and there was not a good spot on his cheek!

"Tell Grandpa Haitang to spare your life, and I will spare your life."

Zhang Yu is horrified.

Unwilling.

humiliation!

"Haitang...Grandpa Haitang, please spare my life!" Zhang Yu said with his head lowered and his voice was very low.

Zhang Yu thought he could escape, but Qingge picked up Zhang Yu and threw him at Liu Yan'er's feet.

"Hang him in front of the gate of Haitang City. He will not be released until he dies!" Qingge said quietly, with a cruel luster in his eyes.

Zhang Yu suddenly raised his head, full of fear!

She goes back on her word!

"Empress, you don't keep your word! You..."

"Go out and ask around. When did the emperor's words come to pass?"

Qingge grinned, revealing her white teeth. When she smiled, Zhang Yu's soul was frightened.

Liu Yaner bent over and picked up Zhang Yu, "In front of the city gate... tsk tsk..."

The people of Haitang Continent hate Xuanqing Continent’s army with all their heart, and Zhang Yu is one of the generals. If he hangs himself in front of the city gate, I’m afraid...
Chapter completed!