The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

On the square, Cameron was not the only one who was stunned? All the teachers and students looked at Bei Ting Huang with horror. The ninth young master of the Bei Ting family has just washed away the world's perception of her. Is she going to die? She dared to confront His Highness Ye Wang, did she know that even Teacher Nan Ling had to bow his head in front of His Highness Ye Wang!

Before Zheng Yang had time to leave, at this moment, he closed his eyes and fell on the dumbfounded mentor next to him.

"Xiao Jiu?"

Bei Tingjing didn't come back to his senses. No one dared to say the word "Yan Ye", even if he murmured it in his heart. Xiao Jiu didn't return to the imperial capital for too many years, that's why he made such a mistake. He almost didn't think about it, grabbed Bei Tinghuang's hand, and blocked her behind him, knowing that she had offended His Royal Highness Ye Wang thoroughly, and was not afraid, staring at Ye with a pair of calm and stern eyes The royal carriage.

If His Royal Highness Yewang must punish Xiao Jiu, then let him step on his corpse!

Bei Tingjing clenched his fists tightly, palms already drenched with sweat. The man in front of him was too powerful, like a god, but also ruthless, and his strikes were fierce. His power was made of piles of bones.

"Brother, leave him alone, brother, why are you here?"

Glancing contemptuously at the carriage, Yan Ye was pretending to be cool again, and Bei Tinghuang was completely immersed in the joy of reuniting with her eldest brother. She was willing to leave Beitingjing's face.

Leave him alone? The tens of thousands of people in the square were once again shocked by Bei Tinghuang's words, and almost fainted.

Bei Tingjing looked at her "brother" dotingly, she was too young and ignorant, so simple, beautiful, and lived fearlessly, such a she should be bestowed by God on this continent baby. A smile bloomed on his rigid face, he hoped that God would spoil her more,

It seemed that no matter how earth-shattering things Bei Tinghuang said or how rebellious things she did, even if her brother had to pay the price of her life, in Bei Tingjing's eyes, everything she did was justified.

A hand as flawless as white jade, like a branch of pear blossom sticking out of the wall in the April sky, gently raised the black curtain, and His Highness Yewang's face, which was overwhelming the world and was incomparable to gods, appeared in front of everyone.

The long eyebrows are pushed towards the sideburns, obviously not painted, but the tails of those long and narrow phoenix eyes seem to have layers of heavy purple spreading from deep to shallow towards the forehead, adding to his indistinguishable face. Infinitely weird and evil, with a line at the end of the eyes, the purple eyes are shining, the porcelain-like face, the nose is carved like jade, and a pair of bright red lips, like peach blossoms blooming in March, with a soft color Flickering, fascinated people's eyes.

His long silver hair tilted because of his body shape when he got out of the car, and one strand hung down to his chest. The purple robes were piled on top of each other, like clouds at the feet of a god. There was a ghostly breath, and with such a stunning face, none of the tens of thousands of people in the square dared to look up except Bei Tinghuang.

Knees on the ground, like all the beasts kneeling down on the bloodline beasts, the entire square, almost without exception, even the instructors of the Imperial Academy knelt on the ground, nodding their heads. Even the emperors of the four powerful countries on this continent, the gods of the trial temple, and others, have not made so many people surrender!