The men and women on both sides of the street went wild, especially the young women and wives, who waved handkerchiefs in their hands and many people held flowers to offer to this star deity.

However, the constables, holding their sword sheaths, firmly suppressed the extremely excited crowd on both sides.

The monk beside the carriage looked arrogant, as if he was used to this scene.

They were always ready to strike anyone who dared to break through the guards' lines of defense, enough to keep that person bedridden for half a month.

Xiaoxi was somewhat dismissive of the scene.

Who is this Star Lord? How can he be as handsome as her top idol, Sixth Brother Ye Yanche? Her Sixth Brother is the nation's husband.

However, it's understandable; the underworld is too backward, what would they know?

One star deity is enough to inspire them to engage in fanatical idol worship.

Just as Xiaoxi was thinking this, the carriage slowly drove past her.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, causing the thin silk curtains of the luxurious carriage to flutter, and Xiaoxi froze instantly.

She saw the young man's profile in the carriage; who was this Star Lord?

"elder brother……"

"Fifth Brother!"

Xiao Xi suddenly pushed aside the yamen runner blocking her way and chased after the carriage.

The monk beside the carriage had been waiting for this moment for a long time when a dust cloud swept over.

Xiao Xi brushed aside the cultivator's whisk with one hand and shouted even louder, "Brother, Fifth Brother!"

The cultivator became enraged and intensified his attack.

"Fifth Brother, it's me, Xiaoxi. Fifth Brother, Ye Xingxian, Ye Xingxian..."

The luxurious carriage never stopped for Xiaoxi, who was both anxious and heartbroken, and finally tears streamed down her face.

But she did not give up calling out.

Several cultivators, who had never seen such a stubborn supporter of the Star Lord, began to join forces to deal with Xiao Xi.

Xiao Xi was in a state of utter confusion and had no time to deal with these people. She had already been knocked down and pinned to the ground by the cultivators.

Her head was bruised and bleeding, and blood was flowing down her cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

"Brother, Fifth Brother..."

The mournful and sorrowful sound was like the cry of a cuckoo.

Everyone around was stunned.

This little girl admires Xingjun so much that even after being beaten like this, she still calls him "brother." Well, that's a good way to address him.

Many young girls followed suit, shouting loudly, creating wave after wave of heat.

"Brother, brother, Star Lord brother! We like you so much."

As the carriage gradually disappeared into the distance, Xiaoxi felt as if a gaping hole had been ripped out of her heart, and she lay helplessly on the ground.

The cultivator who had just attacked Xiaoxi with the floating dust spat out a curse.

"You lowly commoner! How dare you covet our Star Lord? Today, I, the Daoist, will teach you a lesson."

His whisk was raised high again, about to fall!

"stop!"

A tall, handsome man in elegant attire spoke in a commanding and unyielding voice.

"General Ao".

The monks bowed respectfully, thinking to themselves: Why is this distinguished person getting off the carriage to meddle in other people's business instead of accompanying his master?

"Get back now!"

The monks quickly withdrew and followed the carriage.

General Ao bent down and helped up the little girl, whose face was covered in blood and tears, and asked uncertainly, "Xiao Xi, is that you?"

Xiao Xi slightly opened her eyes, stared blankly for a while, and then suddenly looked aggrieved: "Brother Earth God!"