A cold female voice rang out, and a tall figure stepped through the air.
She wore crimson armor, with two blood-red curved blades hanging at her waist. The blades were as thin as butterfly wings, yet they exuded a chilling sharpness.
The Celestial King Martial God of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom, Lian Hongyin!
"Sister Hongying."
Ye Qingzhou rarely showed a hint of a smile.
Lian Hongyin landed, the sound of her crimson armor clinking. She looked Ye Qingzhou up and down, and suddenly reached out to pinch his face: "You rascal, you held a banquet and didn't invite me?"
The whole audience was dumbstruck!
Who was this woman?! She dared to pinch Emperor Ye's face?!
Xu Yuebing blinked and asked softly: "This lady is...?"
Ye Qingzhou said helplessly: "My sister."
Lian Hongyin raised an eyebrow and looked at Xu Yuebing: "You're my sister-in-law? Not bad, much better than those commonplace girls."
Xu Yuebing's cheeks reddened slightly, and she quickly saluted: "Greetings, Sister."
