Ye Qingtang stood straight, her bare feet on the soft snow. Her soaked feet melted into the snow, and she tilted her head. Suddenly, she raised her sword, its jeweled tip pointed directly at the man in fine clothes surrounded by a crowd of people.,All those people are gone now, and the enemy is right before us. Even if we destroy the Demon Emperor's heart, I will absolutely not let Ye You succeed!,At that moment, a golden light shot down from the sky and struck Ye Qingtang who was falling.。