The woman before him was none other than the Jiuli Clan Empress.
Chi Jinghong.
Expressionless, she lifted her palm, and Feng Lin, who had been immobilized mid-air, floated towards her.
"Impressive."
As Feng Lin looked at the woman, he couldn't help but exclaim.
Xu Ruoying had finally met her match.
And it was a crushing one at that.
But the other party wore armor, who knew if it was empty inside.
Anyway, Feng Lin didn't believe it, unless he saw it with his own eyes.
"Hand over the Divine Pupil."
Chi Jinghong's voice was incredibly flat, devoid of any emotion.
After she spoke, the pressure on Feng Lin's body disappeared.
He fell from the sky onto the ground.
Feng Lin lightly shook his arm, sizing up the woman before him.
White hair and red eyes, she must be from the Jiuli Tribe.
"Beauty, we're from the same side, aren't you from the Jiuli Tribe? There's someone called Chi Ling in your tribe, she's my wife," Feng Lin said with a smile.
