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Chapter 1953 I heard that you want to kill Lao Tzu?

The sonorous sound was lost in the dust and smoke.

There was deathly silence all around.

Princess Linlang held the magic root in her hand, with that scarlet and voluptuous figure reflected in her eyes, and she felt deeply shocked.

She even had a vague illusion.

Such charming people are still outstanding even in the upper realm.

It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time.

There is a natural chasm that is difficult to cross between the lower world and the upper world.

Some warriors were not in the upper realm when they were born. Even if they spend their whole lives, they will never reach the other side of the upper realm and experience the true martial arts of all things.

"Master Ye Chu——"

Princess Linlang hummed and then laughed, "You also said it was in the lower realm."

The warriors in the lower realm respected him as Lord Ye Chu. He was a hero among women who could not outdo his men, and a generational hero. However, he was worthless in the upper realm and was not as attractive as the weeds on the roadside.

Princess Linlang received the magic root into the crystal treasure box that had been prepared.

But he saw her raising her arms covered with black lightning.

Thunder and black lightning surged past, covering the entire sky, engulfing Princess Linlang's figure.

"Princess Princess, Princess Linlang..."

A panicked and anxious female voice sounded.

Everyone followed the sound.

But when he saw Lu Yanran running forward a few steps to catch up with the demonic lightning, he raised his head and said anxiously: "I am Lu Yanran, the Holy Maiden of Biluo in the Imperial Domain, princess, what you just said..."

Princess Linlang once promised her that she would make an exception and promote her to the upper realm.

How can you just leave?

Black lightning streaks spread out in all directions like dragons and snakes swimming around.

This terrifying thundercloud disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Princess Linlang!"

Lu Yanran shouted at the top of her lungs, but no one responded to her.

Princess Linlang got what she wanted, so of course she wouldn't pay attention to Lu Yanran.

What's more, making an exception and being promoted to the upper realm was just a casual comment.

Even if Lu Yanran really killed Ye Chuyue for her and obtained the magic root, Princess Linlang would not do it.

It is an extremely ridiculous joke for people from the lower world to appear in the upper world.

Princess Linlang naturally does not want to become the laughing stock of the entire upper world.

Until the last black lightning disappeared from everyone's sight, Lu Yanran's ambition was finally blown out by the cold wind of winter.

Just like that, a big dream comes to nothing.

But at this moment, a pair of soft boots as black as ink stopped in front of her.

The bright red clothes are like the victory flag on the city wall.

Lu Yanran's heart skipped a beat and she suddenly looked at Chu Yue who was walking in front of her.

Chu Yue's right arm with broken bones was hanging downward, and the eyes looking at her were like an endless abyss, dragging her down into hell.

On either side of him were Tu Weiwei, Xiao Li and Ye Ying, and further on both sides were Yu Hentian with frosty brows and snow-haired hair, and Wang Cheng holding the Milky Way and Fallen Demon swords.

The giant ghost hugged Xiaobao and followed him obediently.

Just a few people seemed to exude a majestic momentum.

Chu Yue held the Divine Sword of Protecting the Country in her left hand and lazily carried it on her shoulder. She tilted her head slightly, raised one eyebrow slightly, and smiled with a vague smile, inadvertently making the bystanders tremble with fear and fear.

Lu Yanran swallowed and said: "Ye...Ye Chuyue...you...you want..."

Chu Yue interrupted her bluntly, "I heard that you want to kill me?"

After saying that, he grinned.
Chapter completed!
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