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

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

There was a smile on Chong Ai's gorgeous face. This smile made everyone crazy, and everything in the world seemed to lose its spirituality in front of her.

She was wearing a red dress, with a little contempt between her brows and eyes, and her body was born with nobleness, which made people want to kneel down and bow down.

Just in the Nascent Soul stage, a dense sense of fear arises in the heart, originating from the fear in the depths of the soul.

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

Chong Ai raised her arm, waved it gently, and then held it slightly.

The woman knelt on the ground with a bang, looking at Chong Ai on the high platform with humiliation and fear.

"you--"

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

Everything happened too fast, when everyone came to their senses, the woman was already kneeling on the ground, her face swollen like a pig's head.

"Save me, save me—she's going to kill me—" the woman cried miserably.

She has seen the killing intent in the eyes of the ancestors. If no one comes to save her, she will die today.

There was a strong sense of fear in the woman's heart. She should not believe in Xue Lin'er, thinking that with so many decent families, she could protect her.

The smile on Chong Ai's lips narrowed slightly, and she said gently, "Is there someone to take care of me when I clean the door?"

"She has already repented and left the 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 Liner is fond of red clothes, and 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 compared with Chong Ai, who was standing on the high platform, she immediately paled.

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

A cold light flashed in Chong Ai's eyes, and he raised his hand again, and the woman screamed in agony. The shrill voice was like a dying cat, piercing the eardrum sharply.

“啊啊啊——好痛——”女子在地上打滚，七窍流出猩红的血。

"Betraying the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, die!" The last word of death was shocking.

"Her spiritual roots have been destroyed." A sect leader with a high level of cultivation frowned.

Destroying one's spiritual roots is far more terrifying than directly killing them. If one's spiritual roots are destroyed, one will become a crippled person. That kind of pain cannot be endured by ordinary people.

The methods of the ancestors of Hehuan are really ruthless.

Hearing the woman's screams, everyone was sweating coldly behind their backs, but they didn't come forward to help them.

The spirit root is destroyed and it is hopeless.

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

She said loudly: "Master, have you seen it? The woman beside you, she is the ancestor of Hehuan, who not only killed countless disciples of our Lingwei Sect, but also treated her sect disciples so viciously..."

Zhong Lingxiu's body trembled, and she looked at Chong Ai in horror.

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

Unexpectedly, the ancestors would be so cruel to the disciples.

If one day she is against the ancestor, no, she will not be the enemy of the ancestor, how could she think so.

Yun Guihe's thin lips pursed slightly, and said, "She will be my wife from now on. The Hehuan Sect no longer exists. Please don't pursue too much about the past."