"The ring?"
A clear and melodious voice was heard behind them.
Those three people looked back, startled.
They saw Ye Qing Luo's red dress billowing amidst the cloud of dust permeating the air and the flying debris. Her skirt was gathered around her like angry waves. She looked like a brilliant fire lotus stepping on fire.
After the waves had dispersed, Ye Qing Luo's stunning and peerless face appeared before their eyes.
Ye, Ye Qing Luo!
She's not dead yet!
The three killers' faces changed dramatically. They never expected that Ye Qing Luo possessed such strength to avoid the joint efforts of the three of them!
"Who is this Lord? Why does he want my ring? Ye Qing Luo walked slowly towards them.
The three people were dumbstruck and stared at her vigilantly. They stepped backwards subconsciously.
Obviously, Ye Qing Luo did not have any Profound Qi fluctuation in her body.