Quick Transmigration Live Broadcast: The Villain Boss is the Female Emperor!

   Chapter 762 Supreme Demon Fairy: Dao Chief, please stay! 52[Qiyou rewards plus more! ]

  The woman's face was pale, and she stepped back and shouted: "She admits that she is the ancestor of Acacia, why don't you do it yet!"

  Chong Ao’s gorgeous face was filled with a smile. This smile stunned everyone, and everything in the world seemed to have lost its spirituality in front of her.

  Wearing a red dress, she has a look between her eyebrows and her eyes, with a natural nobleness on her body, which makes her want to kneel down and bow down.

  It is only in the primordial infant stage, but it makes people feel a dense sense of fear, which originates from the fear in the depths of the soul.

  Those men whose minds were floating, the heat in their bodies instantly dropped, as if they were in an ice cellar.

  Chong Yixu raises his arm, gives it a light wave, and then squeezes it slightly.

  The woman knelt on the ground with a bang, and looked at Chong Ya on the high platform with humiliation and fear on her face.

"you--"

  Chong Yi gave her two slaps in the air, and the two slaps instantly swelled up the woman's face.

  Everything happened too quickly. When everyone recovered, the woman was already kneeling on the ground, her face swollen like a pig's head.

  "Help me, help me—she is going to kill me—" the woman yelled miserably.

  She has seen the murderous intent in the eyes of the ancestors, if no one will rescue her, she will undoubtedly die today.

  There was a strong sense of fear in the woman's heart. She shouldn't believe Xue Lin'er credulously, thinking that there are so many decent people who can protect her.

  The smile on the corners of Chong's lips converged slightly, and he gently said: "I can clean the door and someone will take care of it?"

   "She has repented and left Hehuan Sect on her own initiative. Of course you can't kill her!" A female voice came from outside the hall.

  A middle-aged man and a woman walked in.

  Xue Lin'er is fond of red clothes. Today, she also wore a big red robe, with gorgeous makeup on her face, which was a bit more beautiful than usual.

  But when she compares with Chong Ai who is standing on the high platform, she is immediately overshadowed.

  Xue Lin'er looked at Chong Ai jealously, and stretched out her hand to help the woman who was kneeling on the ground.

  A glimmer of cold light flashed in Chong's eyes, and her hand was raised again with a wave, the woman screamed, her stern voice like a dying cat, sharply piercing her eardrums.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hehhh-" The woman rolled on the ground, scarlet blood shed from Qiqiao.

  "Betrayal of Hehuan Sect disciple, die!" The last word of death shocked my heart.

   "Her spiritual roots have been destroyed." The head of a different faction with a high level of cultivation frowned.

  Destroying a person’s spiritual root is far more terrifying than killing it directly. If the spiritual root is destroyed, it will become a useless person, and that kind of pain cannot be tolerated by ordinary people.

  The methods of the ancestors of Acacia are really harsh.

  Listening to the woman's screams, everyone was sweating from behind, but they did not come forward to help.

  The destruction of Linggen is hopeless.

  A smile flashed across Xue Lin'er's eyes. Anyway, the goal had been achieved. Qingdai was really stupid, and she helped her solve another problem.

   She said loudly: "The head, have you seen it? The woman next to you, she is the ancestor of Acacia, not only killed countless disciples of our Lingwei sect, but also treated her sect disciples so viciously..."

  Zhong Lingxiu shook her body, looking at Chong Ai in horror.

  In getting along with her ancestor, she always thought that her ancestor was a gentle woman and treated her like her sister.

  Unexpectedly, the ancestor would treat his disciples so cruelly.

  If one day she opposes her ancestor, no, she will not be an enemy of her ancestor, how could she think so.

  Yun Guihe’s thin lips pursed slightly, and said: “From now on, she will be my wife. The Hehuan Sect no longer exists. Please don’t investigate too much about the past.”

  (End of this chapter)