"Look at you, you have been immersed in Dongzhou for the past six months, with no intention of making progress and no intention of playing the piano. If you don't discipline yourself well as a teacher, will you go to heaven?"

Qin Zong groaned: "In the future, I will accompany you in Dongzhou as my master. Don't take any chances. I will personally supervise your cultivation."

"Qingcheng thanks Master."

When Ye Qingcheng lowered his head, Qin Zong took advantage of the situation and touched Ye Qingcheng's little head, narrowing his eyes in comfort.

Suddenly, Qin Zong looked behind him with sharp eyes and saw a shadow rushing towards him like a gust of wind.

The figure was pointed in one direction.

The terrifying sword intent and weapon spirit power covered the entire pavilion.

She stepped on the heads of countless cultivators with her feet, jumped up, flew high into the sky, and then quickly sank down to kill the empress with a sword.

She wants to kill the emperor with the sword, which is worthy of its name.

She wants to take back all the humiliation caused by Golden Thread.

Qin Zong saw the person coming clearly. He was dressed in red and had silver hair, and his veil was like snow. He had an emperor-slaying sword, and his majesty shocked all directions. He had a bit of the aura of the empress back then.

"Go to hell..." These three words seemed to be her mantra.

She hated all living beings and everything in the world, wishing that this prosperous place would turn into desolation, and all living things should die! Qingge looked up, the Emperor-Zlaying Sword reflected in her pupils was constantly enlarging, Mu Ruge's eyes were

It was covered in blood, red and scary, and was glaring at her angrily.

At a critical moment, at the critical moment, what Qingge thinks about is, will Mu also have hatred?

Such strong hatred is really like a living person.

Qing Ge smiled, and when the danger came, he was calm and as elegant as the wind. He slowly raised the wine glass and took a sip of the wine.

Her composure and Mu Ruge's thunderous anger are as polar opposites as ice and fire.

Mu Ruge's speed was extremely fast, with such an angle and momentum, and the power of the holy weapon spirit, even if the empress had the ability to reach the sky, she would not be able to avoid this knife.

It is unimaginable what a terrifying scene it would be if the Emperor-Slaying Sword struck the Empress.
Chapter completed!