The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

It was Qiongqi who spoke, he was one of Yanye's four major guards.

Qiongqi has never seen such a person, and on this Central Continent, he has never seen His Highness the Night King who can stand firmly. This boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old, has no aura fluctuations in his body. He looks like a trash at first glance. If it weren't for her special way of killing people, His Royal Highness the Night King would be interested in a trash?

Not even half of the corner of the eye will be given to her.

He kindly reminded her that she was still glaring at him.

Qiongqi was about to yell at him, but His Royal Highness Ye Wang slightly raised his hand, "No need!"

The voice is light, the sound quality is gorgeous, the original pleasant voice, but it makes people feel extremely cold, as if it has been frozen by the Nine Nether Springs, a bony hand stretched out from the underworld, grabbing the person's throat , locked the soul.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the coercion was reduced, and the blood in his body began to flow again.

Bei Tinghuang suddenly raised her head and looked at this person, she knew that this person was terrifying, but no matter how frightened she was, if she died at the hands of these people, she would die clearly.

It was an indescribable face, with long silver waist-length hair fluttering in the windless wind, exquisite facial features that were indistinguishable from male and female, and a stern eyebrow like a mountain flying slantingly towards the temples of the clouds, giving him a magnificent and almost weird face. His face was full of heroism, a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes, the purple eyes were full of brilliance, the eyes were big and the corners of the eyes were turned up, like a slanted line drawn by pen and ink, extremely coquettish.

His face is like jade, and his skin is as fine as porcelain. Even women in this world rarely have such a good complexion, with a faint bright color, like a layer of moonlight. She has a high and straight nose, but her lips are as soft as cherry blossom petals, soft pink, like a cloud floating in the sky, shining brightly.

He is such an extremely beautiful, gorgeous, and magnificent person, but no one dares to covet half of his beauty.

He just stood there, not even the light from the sky and the earth dared to touch him.

His imposing manner seemed to distort the space.

Seeing this person is like seeing the black hole that devours everything in the universe. It is the ruthless hand behind the Three Realms that fiddles with all living beings. The only thing for the common people in the world is to kneel before him.

He is extremely gorgeous, but also terrifying.

Even so, Bei Tinghuang just glanced at him lightly, she stubbornly raised her head, and refused to be timid in front of him. So what if it is a god in the sky? Want her to submit to Bei Tinghuang? There are no doors.

Yan Ye locked his eyes on the young man in front of him with great interest, few people could withstand his pressure, let alone the young man in front of him, he was still a waste who couldn't gather aura.

This young man has a murderous aura all over his body, he didn't experience life and death, he didn't fight his way out of the dead, so he couldn't experience the almost substantive murderous aura in his body.

No wonder, he is not afraid of himself.

In this world, there are not many people who are not afraid of him, there was only one in the past, and now there is only one again. They are so similar.

Yan Ye glanced at her with deep and deep eyes, and his eyes swept over her slashed wrist. He gave Qiongqi a look, and the black robe embroidered with Bana flowers slowly slid on the ground covered with fallen leaves. However, in the blink of an eye, the man was gone.

"Here, here you are!" Qiongqi flipped his wrist, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand. He threw it towards Bei Tinghuang. He ran after the man.

The other three people also left together.