Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Du Qi Chao, Du Qi Chao, Du Qi Chao.

Luo Qing Chen repeated his name three times in her heart. This man had finally appeared in front of her for the first time in this world.

No, it should be their first time meeting.

He had a golden robe and a golden hair piece, having the aura of a crown prince in every move.

“Chao’er.” Yue Leng Qing coldly looked at him and slowly said, “This is between me and miss Luo, you can’t interfere.”

She was a very principled person. Right was right and wrong was wrong. She already had an understanding of what was right and wrong in her heart.

“Good, good, good! What senior sister said is right.” Du Qi Chao’s eyes fell onto Luo Qing Chen. He couldn’t help being a bit puzzled seeing her calm eyes.

After knowing Luo Qing Chen for so many years, he had never seen such a cold look from her.

It seemed that the pain of a family being killed really could make a person grow.

It was a pity that he had gotten the person he wanted and the life and death of others wasn’t important to him at all.

Yue Leng Qing took out the Autumn Frost Sword and looked at Luo Qing Chen, “Miss Luo can choose a weapon from the martial arts field of the Eastern Palace.”

“No need.” Luo Qing Chen calmly looked up and said in a cold voice, “I only have one request.”

“Please.” Yue Leng Qing narrowed her cold eyes that had a bit of doubt in them.

This Luo Qing Chen was really different from before. She knew that her martial arts was better.

But there was no retreat when it came to a blood feud.

“If I win, I want to take Ya Nu away.”

“The matter of the servants is the fault of the Eastern Palace’s maids. No matter what, I will let Ya Nu leave.”

Luo Qing Chen didn’t reply. She just slowly bent down and checked Ya Nu’s injuries before asking in a concerned voice, “Can you hold on?”

“Eh, eh, eh……Eh, eh……” Ya Nu quickly grabbed her sleeve and stuttered this out.

This time he didn’t wave his hands, but Luo Qing Chen could understand what he was saying.

He didn’t want her to fight, he didn’t want her to send herself to death.

“Relax.” Luo Qing Chen revealed a faint smile, “I promised big brother Jiu Sheng that I wouldn’t die.”

As soon as her voice fell, she slowly stood up. She casually picked up a branch from the side and looked at Yue Leng Qing, “Miss Yue, please.”

From the moment she had bent down, Du Qi Chao’s narrowed eyes had been on her the entire time.

She really had become different. Was it the hatred that blinded or heart, or was the destruction of her family too much for her?

This Luo Qing Chen gave him a similar feeling to when he met Yue Leng Qing the first time.

So proud and so unyielding.

This strange feeling made her more attractive after her transformation.

“You’re using this to fight me?” Yue Leng Qing’s voice was filled with doubt. She felt that the other side was looking down on her.

“It’s enough.”

Yue Leng Qing narrowed her cold eyes and softly said, “Then don’t blame me for not holding back.”

As soon as her voice fell, her Autumn Frost Sword flew at Luo Qing Chen. In Luo Qing Chen’s eyes, her swordsmanship wasn’t that good.

Compared to the masters of the Jianghu, compared to the sword masters of the nine heavens, she didn’t even have one hundredth of their skill.

In an instant, she took two light steps and jumped forward. She grabbed the Autumn Frost Sword in her right hand and gently tapped her chest with her left.

There was no internal energy, but the inertia made her fall to the ground.

She calmly raised the Autumn Frost Sword to her neck and said, “You’ve lost.”

Then there was a “guang dang” sound as she threw away the Autumn Frost Sword. She helped Ya Nu up and turned to leave.

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