Chương 1834: Rushing back to the Lord's Manor (8)

"Do it!"

The old man withdrew his gaze and coldly ordered.

The green-robed woman's lips curved into a cold smile, and Ji Qing GE, who was in her hands, could no longer move. Blood was pouring out of her mouth, and her eyelids were closing weakly.

BOOM!

But,

at this moment, a sword light came down from the sky. with a boom, the woman in green, who was caught off guard, was cut in two.

Even the ground in front of her was cracked by the sword light.

Ji qingge lost all her strength and fell from the sky. Just as she was about to land, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and pulled her small body into an embrace.

The sky darkened.

The evening wind blew gently, ruffling the woman's gorgeous red clothes.

she raised her head slightly, and her domineering and arrogant eyes swept across everyone present. finally, they stopped at the flaxen robe in the air.

"You're so silly!"