Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

“Chuxi!” shouted both Ling Yichen and Baili Han in surprise at the same time. Anyone could tell that Ren Youran was fighting desperately and that Ling Chuxi had been injured quite seriously. Fearfully, she was no longer in a condition to use the same attacking move she executed earlier on.

Seeing Ren Youran attacking with so much murderous intent, Ling Yichen’s and Baili Han’s eyes filled with so much anger that it was almost as if the rims of their eyes would split. Their hearts almost leapt out mid-air.

Right at this moment, an elegant figure appeared before everyone with a billow of wind. With long, silver hair that was as cold and enchanting as moonlight and a peerless face that made one almost stop breathing, the elegant figure stood upright before Ling Chuxi, shielding her from the oncoming attack.

“Qingjue!” exclaimed Ling Chuxi in both surprise and delight as she cheered softly in her heart. Huangfu Qingjue was covered in a faint layer of dust. He had obviously rushed all the way over here.

“Lord Divine Messenger!” blurted Ren Youran as he halted his attack and looked at Huangfu Qingjue in surprise. Though he possessed a somewhat high-ranking position at Wu Feng Hall, even he knew of Huangfu Qingjue’s identity. However, he did not know why Huangfu Qingjue had suddenly appeared here. Not a single one of them could perceive Huangfu Qingjue’s cultivation! Not a single person present could see through it! Perhaps this was merely the tip of the iceberg of the Deity Temple’s strength. Whenever this realization occurred to Ren Youran and the rest of his men, they felt fear in the depths of their hearts. Why was the Lord Divine Messenger suddenly here? Ren Youren felt a hint of unease arising in his heart.

Although it was not their first time seeing Huangfu Qingjue, Li Shaoqiu and the rest were still deeply shocked by his stunning presence and were unable to speak a word.

“You still have time to retreat,” announced Huangfu Qingjue in a cold voice as his deep purple eyes filled with a majestic aura that made those watching feel in awe of him subconsciously.

“Lord Divine Messenger, this is a matter between Ding Lin Country and Nan Xia Country. Even the Deity Temple shouldn’t so easily intervene,” said Ren Youren as he forcefully suppressed the terror in his heart and strengthened his resolve. In order to intercept and kill Ling Chuxi and the rest of the Nan Xia Country fleet with her, it can be said that Wu Feng Hall worked hard to achieve this goal and naturally would not be willing to just stop without completing it.

“Do I need to repeat myself?” said Huangfu Qingjue coldly.

“Lord Divine Messenger, if I remember correctly, these people are not from the Deity Temple, are they?” replied Ren Youran despite his inexplicably trembling heart.

“They are indeed not from the Deity Temple, but she is my woman,” declared Huangfu Qingjue as he looked at Ling Chuxi. His gaze was sparkling with a look that could make one’s heart feel moved.

Hearing Huangfu Qingjue’s words, everyone was shocked and subconsciously looked at Ling Chuxi. The jaws of the envoy and the rest of the fleet almost dropped. Was this for real? Ling Chuxi and the Lord Divine Messenger actually had such a relationship?! Ling Yichen was also stunned as he looked on at the scene before him in a daze.

Ren Youren and the rest of his men felt like their brains had been struck by a shocking and rumbling thunderbolt. His woman? Ling Chuxi was actually the woman of the Lord Divine Messenger of the Deity Temple? What should they do now? Could it be that they just had to let Ling Chuxi leave peacefully like this?

“Will you all be leaving or leaving behind your corpses?” rang out Huangfu Qingjue’s cold and majestic voice once more as Ren Youran and his men hesitated.

Huangfu Qingjue was emitting a faint halo around them by now. Even Ren Youran felt terrified being enveloped by it. That faint halo only appeared to be gentle, but those held within it could feel the strong majestic aura it held. Within a split second, Ren Youran developed a sense of powerlessness, feeling as though his life was in the hands of another.

In his whole life, this was the first time he had felt such a feeling. In Ren Youran’s eyes, Huangfu Qingjue’s glowing and handsome figure represented clouds floating at the top of the heavens, making it seem difficult to even look up to him. As for Ren Youran himself, he felt merely like an ant buried in the vastness of earth, so small and insignificant.

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