No one disturbed Yang Qingqing's revenge.

Because, when she was holding a knife to kill the male emperor, Du Yu had already ordered the emperor's slaves to rush straight to the camp of the cold beast army!

"Lei Peng Qianli! Go! Go!" Di Nu knelt on the bird's head with one knee, holding the feather on the bird's head tightly with a pair of big hands, and kept ordering.

Whispering voices lingered in Lei Yunpeng's ears.

It was as if there were countless threads of cold air crazily piercing Lei Yunpeng's head.

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