The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

Even though he knew that she was a Heaven Rank expert and that flying in the air was equivalent to walking on the ground to her, Yan Ye looked up at Beiting Huang. She was probably the only person in the world that he would look up to. Yan Ye sighed in his heart. In order not to worry about her, he took a few steps forward and stretched out his hands, prepared to catch Beiting Huangs fall at any time. “Huanger, come down!”

“Hmph!” She just wouldn’t go down! Lord Beiting Huang, who had always been cold and calm in the eyes of others, always couldn’t help but want to throw a tantrum in front of Yan Ye. She tilted her head, and the silver mask on her face shone brightly in the night. It also illuminated Yan Ye’s purple eyes. “l can go down if you want me to, but you have to tell me what I want to know! ”

At the four corners of the courtyard, Yan Ye’s four guards widened their eyes in the darkness. Looking at the arrogant woman on the roof, they shook their heads in their hearts. As expected, she was indeed the reincarnation of that person. She was simply too arrogant. No matter if she was happy or angry, she could torture their master with a raise of her eyebrows and a glare.

Yan Ye had a strong heart, but in front of Beiting Huang, he was just a man. An ordinary man. He couldn’t help but worry for her, especially when he saw her toes on the tiles at the edge of the roof. She kicked here and there, as if she would miss her next step and fall from above.

Yan Ye closed his eyes. She was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, and all the blood in her body was lying in his arms. She was bleeding from her seven orifices, but she still showed him the most beautiful smile. His heart ached so much that it was as if countless knives and spears were stabbing it. His jade-like face instantly turned snow-white.

“Ye!” Sensing the change in his aura, Beiting Huang was shocked. What exactly triggered the pain in his heart again? Beiting Huang jumped down from the roof, but Yan Ye was so frightened that he shouted. Ignoring the pain in his heart, he spread his long sleeves and wrapped Beiting Huang in them, pulling her into his arms.

“Huang’er, are you alright?” He sized up her nervously. She clearly didn’t even touch the ground. Where did the pain and injuries come from?

Being held tightly in Yan Ye’s arms, Beiting Huangs dark eyes stared fixedly at Yan Ye’s face, not missing any change in his expression. He was so nervous about her. Although he didn’t say anything, Beiting Huang could tell that if she was hurt at all, Yan Ye probably wouldn’t forgive himself..