The princess of the Beizhou royal family...

Chu Yue was silent on his face, but his mind was highly active.

Ye Xun'er's grandmother and the wife of the old uncle of the Beizhou Mu Mansion are the eldest princess of the Beizhou royal family, with an extremely noble status.

"Junior Sister Bai, just say something."

Leng Qingshuang took a step forward, stood in front of Chu Yue, and subconsciously protected her.

Leng Qingshuang held the sharp short blade and looked at the girl in red, "Is Chu Yue the wife of the Emperor, or the one whom the old man in Yashan and Emperor Ye Tian valued. If there is a loss, you may not be able to explain it, right?"

Bai Xianxian laughed out loud.

The blood blade surrounding her was running faster and faster.

"Leng Qingshuang, what qualifications do you think you have to teach me how to do things?"

Bai Xianxian's eyes turned fierce and she spoke coldly: "Although you and I are under Lu Wushuang's seat, can you compare with me?"

At this point, Bai Xianxian smiled mockingly and pointed her slender fingers at Chu Yue, "If it weren't for her, how could Sister Xun'er suffer a great humiliation?"

Xiao Li heard Bai Xianxian's insulting words, gritted his teeth, clutched the hilt of the Demon-Breaking Sword, and a bloodthirsty arc of light burst out from his eyes.

Shen Qingfeng's face was ashen and his aura was like a killer.

Everyone surrounded Chu Yue with a tacit understanding and protected the thin girl.

In contrast, Ye Xun'er beside Bai Xianxian's side had her apricot eyes red and she gritted her teeth with hatred.

A hideous smile appeared on his quiet cheeks.

Bai Xianxian is in the Beizhou royal family, no one dares to mess with her.

Now that the Emperor and the Holy Land Protector are not here, what qualifications are Ye Chuyue still in clamor?

Ye Xun'er took a deep breath, and her eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring at Ye Chuyue, who was protected by Leng Qingshuang and others.

The hands under the sleeve shirt were clenched tightly, and even if the fingernails were embedded in the flesh, they could not feel the pain.

She wants Ye Chuyue to be ruined!

There is no peace!

If it weren't for Ye Chuyue, how could she have fallen into this field?

My mother was still punished at the source of the Star Dust of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and she was no longer the glorious senior sister of the past. She even disappointed her grandfather and several uncles!

She is now like a mouse crossing the street that everyone shouts and beats!

Bai Xianxian held Ye Xun'er's hand, passed on the warmth to her, looked at Ye Xun'er firmly and said, "Don't worry, it's just a humble woman. The old man and the others don't understand right and wrong, but as your relative, I will help you with this breath. Our noble bloodline in Beizhou will definitely not allow the messy wild dogs outside to bully you!"

"I will give you justice!"

After Bai Xianxian finished speaking, she stepped on the ground with her soft boots, her figure was like the wind, facing Chu Yue, and her hands were slightly opened.

Suddenly!

Countless blood blades rushed out and hovered in the Ghost Moon Hall.

Bai Xianxian sneered and raised her eyebrows, "Ye Chuyue, you are arrogant and domineering, and you dare to bully people from Beizhou. Why are you like a stray dog ​​now? You only know how to hide behind people?"

Leng Qingshuang walked forward without any timidity, pulled out two short knives, and looked at him resolutely.

"Junior Sister Bai, I won't let you hurt her."

Her words are extremely firm!

Bai Xianxian looked at Leng Qingshuang, and soon after, she let out an extremely sneering laugh.

"Leng Qingshuang, I used to value you, thinking that you have the talent for medicine and a backbone person. Unexpectedly, after a few months, you became a lackey for such a person? It is a great shame to have a pharmacist like you who ruined the sect! It is embarrassing!"

Bai Xianxian looked at Leng Qingshuang with regret and frowned.

"If you don't get out, I will clean up with you. Don't think she is the emperor's wife and you will hold your thighs. My Beizhou royal family is more than enough to slaughter your Leng Mansion clan!"

The atmosphere is tense, like a battlefield of fighting!

Leng Qingshuang held the short knife tightly, her eyes were as cold as winter, and she curled her lips and chuckled her lips without any affection, and her voice was not warm:
Chapter completed!