As expected, the young girl who was stepping on the stairs stopped in her tracks after being coldly shouted at.

Seeing that the girl did not continue to move forward, Deng returned to his original position and quickly walked down the stairs.

As he brushed past the girl, Deng Hui couldn't help but glance at her. Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly shouted, "Scram!"

The girl finally raised her eyelashes. As though her pitch-black pupils were dyed with ink, they didn't have any warmth or color. "I'm looking for Fang Yunhe."

With this sentence, it instantly drew laughter, and even Deng Hui could not help but sneer, "How dare you mention the name of sect leader! Someone! Hit this crazy bastard down the middle! "

Several sect disciples immediately rushed forward, but the sticks in their hands could not smash down in front of this young girl.

Deng Hui finally realized that the young girl was acting weirdly. He took a step forward and shouted coldly, "You want to meet sect leader? "What's his name?!"

The young girl slowly lifted her eyelashes. Upon closer inspection, her jet-black eyes made one's scalp tingle. Even her voice was so cold that it sent chills down one's spine.

She said: "Yun Jinxiu."

"This is bad!" This is bad! "

Suddenly, a shout came from outside the door. Everyone looked outside and saw Deng Hou, who had just left, running back in with blood all over his body.

"What's going on!" Fang Yunhe suddenly stood up, and shouted out!

"Zong, sect leader … "She … She's here!" A huge wound appeared on Deng Hui's neck, from which blood began to flow. It was a very terrifying sight to behold.

"Who is he?" Fang Yunhe's aura suddenly spread out.

The terrifying pressure caused everyone to be shocked. It seemed that the strength of the sect leader had improved a lot.

"She …" "She …" In the next moment, his body flipped to the ground and died.

Looking at the dead Deng Hui, Fang Yunhe's face finally darkened. He suddenly shouted, "Who's coming!"

His voice was like a huge bell that rumbled across the entire Qingyun Sect. In the next moment, his eyes suddenly focused on the tall gatehouse in the distance. There, a figure was hung from the eaves of the building, looking like a trapped bird.

Fang Yunhe quickly lowered his eyes, because the person who was trapped inside was none other than Chen Xueling!

Chen Jiuhuan also suddenly stood up. Even though they were extremely far away, he still saw the struggling and struggling Chen Xueling. His expression suddenly changed, and followed Fang Yunhe as they flew outwards.

But when they got closer, Chen Duohuan saw that a figure was standing beside Chen Xueling, who was trapped inside. This figure wasn't here just now. It was as if she had appeared on top of the roof.

The wind blew her silky hair, and the light green dress was also filled up by the wind, changing its shape without any rules.

She had an extremely beautiful face, but it was completely sealed in ice!

Chen Duohuan recognized the figure almost at a glance. Her calm heart was suddenly thrown into turmoil —

Yun Jinxiu!

It was actually Yun Jinxiu!

Yun Jinxiu was actually still alive!

She was the one who tied Xue Ling up … Could it be that she had also killed her own father?

His heart nearly groaned as he shouted out the word "No." Chen Duohuan felt that he wanted to quickly retreat until he knew nothing!

"Yun Jinxiu!"

Finally, Fang Yunhe shouted loudly, his voice was filled with shock.

The moment this name was uttered, it shocked the entire Qingyun Sect.

Everyone knew that Yun Jinxiu was dead, but she was dead.

However, that person who was so dead that he was about to be forgotten had once again appeared in his field of vision!

In that instant, everyone thought of one thing — revenge!

The Yun Family was destroyed, and Yun Jinxiu had come for revenge!

For some reason, everyone felt a cold air spread out from her. However, when they saw her figure alone and all alone, they couldn't help but feel relieved.

No one would befriend this cold and detached woman. Although she had returned, she had no power, no friends, and no strong backing. How could she fight against the Qingyun Sect on her own?

A man for revenge? Hehe, foolish talk!

"Master! "Brother!" Upon seeing Fang Yunhe and Chen Jiuhuan, Chen Xueling cried loudly, as if he had collapsed, "She killed her father, her big brother Zijie, and her fifth uncle! Kill them all! "

The scream that was close to despair caused everyone to suck in a cold breath!

Yun Jinxiu actually killed the Chen Long Patriarch?

He is a Four-Jeweled Grand Martial Master!

How is this possible!?

Mei Zijie?

Wasn't Mei Zijie friends with this Yun Jinxiu before?

How cruel was this woman who had even killed her friends?!

Chen Jiayuan's body staggered and he took two steps back. Even though he had guessed it, he still could not accept this reality after hearing it for himself!

Yun Jinxiu had killed everyone that was heading towards the Luan City, and she even killed Zijie!

"Master! Leng Yanxiao is dead too, the royal family is finished! Brother, you have to avenge Father! You want to kill this bitch! " Chen Xueling's tears poured out.

However, the figure that stood on the roof seemed to tacitly agree, and didn't let out a single sound. Her pitch-black eyes only stared straight at Fang Yunhe, and the depths of her pupils seemed to have a fire pulsating within.

"Yun Jinxiu, how dare you!" Chen Duohuan couldn't bear it any longer and shouted loudly. His eyes were red with anger and shock.

Yun Jinxiu coldly swept a glance at Chen Duohuan, and his gaze landed on Fang Yunhe again. With an ice-cold voice, he said, "A life for a life, hand over my father!"

Fang Yunhe slowly began to laugh, from a sneer to a laugh. However, his laughter was filled with a dense, cold killing intent: "You think you have the qualifications to negotiate conditions with me?"

Yun Jinxiu said indifferently: "I will count to three."

In the next moment, Chen Xueling suddenly screamed.

All around her, a small array was constantly spinning. With every rotation, she would let out a scream of pain that made one wish they were dead.

"Xue Ling!" Chen Quan Huan clenched her teeth and stared at Yun Jinxiu, "Let Xue Ling go, let her go!"

"Hand over my father and let him go!" Yun Jinxiu's words were concise, obviously not giving the slightest leeway.

"Humph!" "Don't even think about it!"

Fang Yunhe was suddenly enraged, as the sect leader of Qingyun Sect, he had never been threatened by anyone before!

He suddenly made a move, and a terrifying palm print suddenly smashed towards Yun Jinxiu.

Yun Jinxiu squinted his eyes, the small array started to spin very quickly, Chen Xueling let out a blood-curdling "Ah" scream, and started to cough out blood.

"Stop! Xue Ling will die! " Chen Duohuan disregarded everything and rushed forward. The palm print that Fang Yunhe had smashed out was also, in that instant, forcefully pushed horizontally, and with a "peng" sound, it smashed into another building. With a "hong" sound, the entire palace was instantly smashed into smithereens.

"Brother …" "Don't come over here …" Chen Xueling cried out, and blood kept flowing out of her mouth.