"Oh?" Ye Qingyue looked at him with an interested expression. She asked, "Is she your lover? — Unfortunately I will give her to someone more deserving."
What she said was quite shocking to even Jian Yixue. She asked, "what do you mean?"
Before she could answer, the golden-haired man spoke again. "She is my sister, if you dare to do that, I will tear your soul here."
bang! bang! bang!
The blades around him radiated light and aura, dislodging the blood that enveloped them.
Without that blood, they looked extremely majestic, translucent golden in color, looking like they had been forged thousands of years.
"Interesting!" Ye Qingyue smiled again.
After that, she waved her hand.
The figure of Shen Jing whose hands were tied then appeared beside her, quite surprising the young woman as she was suddenly sent out from the Space Artifact.
