Under the night sky, the evening breeze was teasing.
The woman in white stood quietly in the wind, her clothing billowing lightly, her black hair in disarray, a faint glow emanating from her stunning face, but her black eyes were filled with nothing but indifference.
She made no movement, not even defensive measures; she simply stood there waiting for the longsword wielded by Ling Chi to come...
"Damn it!"
Nangong Zilan's face turned pale.
Truth be told, she wasn't familiar with Mu Ruyue, but grateful that she had revealed Dongfang Jun's true nature. Just for that reason, she didn't want this woman to die at the hands of Dongfang Ying.
At that moment, everyone's eyes were glued to the two of them, to them, Mu Ruyue was undoubtedly doomed, with no exceptions...
"This is what you get for offending me! Bitch, go to hell!!!" Dongfang Ying laughed coldly, not halting her movements in the slightest.
