Chapter 2580
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Du Qi Chao, Du Qi Chao, Du Qi Chao.
Luo Qingchen repeated his name three times in her heart. This man finally appeared for the first time since she came to this plane.
No, perhaps it should be said that this was the first time they met.
He was dressed in a flowing gold robe. His every movement carried the aura of a crown prince.
"Chao 'er." Yue Qingleng glanced to the side and said slowly, "This is between me and Miss Luo. You don't have to interfere."
She was a very principled person. Right was right, wrong was wrong. Right was right, wrong was wrong. She already had a balance in her heart.
"Good, good, good! Senior sister is always right. " Du Qi Chao's gaze fell on Luo Qingchen. Seeing her indifferent eyes, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
He had known Luo Qingchen for so many years, but he had never seen her eyes so cold.
It seemed that the pain of having a family destroyed could really make a person grow.
It was a pity that he already had someone in his heart. The life and death of others didn't matter to him at all.
In the next second, Yue Qingleng pulled out her Autumn Frost Sword. She looked at Luo Qingchen and said, "Miss Luo, you can choose any weapon you like in the Eastern Palace."
"No need." Luo Qingchen looked up and said coldly, "I only have one request."
"Please speak." Yue Qingleng's cold eyes narrowed. There was some doubt in them.
This Luo Qingchen was very different from the one she had seen before. She knew that her martial arts were much better than her.
But how could she back down when there was a blood feud?
"If I win, I'll take the mute slave away."
"It's the Eastern Palace girl's fault. No matter if I win or lose, I'll let the mute slave leave."
Luo Qingchen didn't reply. She slowly squatted down and checked the mute slave's injuries. She asked with concern, "Can you hold on?"
"Uh uh uh … uh uh uh …" The mute slave held on to her sleeve tightly and made a sound while stuttering.
This time, he didn't dance, but Luo Qingchen understood what he was trying to say.
He didn't want her to fight, and he didn't want her to die.
"Relax." Luo Qingchen looked up with a faint smile, "I promised big brother Jiu Sheng that I wouldn't die."
With that, she slowly got up and casually picked up a branch. She looked at Yue Qingleng and said, "Lady Yue, please."
From the moment she squatted down, Du Qi Chao narrowed his eyes and stared at her completely.
She had really changed. Was it because hatred had clouded her heart, or was it because the annihilation of her entire family was too much of a blow to her?
This Luo Qingchen gave him the same feeling as when he first met Cold Moon.
That kind of pride, that kind of unyielding.
For some reason, he felt that she had become even more attractive after her transformation.
"You're going to use this to fight me?" Yue Qingleng's tone was filled with doubt. She felt like her opponent was underestimating her.
"That's enough."
Yue Qingleng narrowed her eyes and softly said, "Then don't blame me for not knowing how to control my strength."
As soon as her voice fell, she used a small movement technique to attack Luo Qingchen with the Autumn Frost Sword in her hand. In Luo Qingchen's eyes, her sword technique really wasn't that good.
Compared to the heroes of the jianghu, compared to the sword immortals of the Nine Heavenly Layers, it wasn't even 1% of theirs.
In the blink of an eye, she used a small movement technique and jumped out. Her right hand took the Autumn Frost Sword and her left hand softly slapped her chest.
There was no internal strength, but she still fell to the ground.
She raised the Autumn Frost Sword and pointed it at her neck as she said, "You've lost."
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