Zhibai looked at Emperor Shengyuan. Originally, because of Huangfu Lingao, Emperor Shengyuan was still a little hesitant. The moment he saw Qiqing attack Huangfu Lingao, Emperor Shengyuan no longer hesitated and ordered: "Come, capture the Qishan Witch!"
"Father..." Huangfu Lingao was unable to stop him.
The moment Emperor Sheng Yuan gave the order, the soldiers of Sheng Yuan rushed forward, followed by the soldiers of Tian Qing and some people who had personal grudges against Qi Qing.
Qi Qing handed Yu Wuchen to Ning Anan, then rushed into the crowd, transforming into a killing machine, and it was no exaggeration to say that he could fight a hundred people alone.
Emperor Sheng Yuan summoned archers, intending to shoot Qi Qing into a hedgehog. Qi Qing also noticed Emperor Sheng Yuan's actions and flew towards him.
Huangfu Lingao immediately stepped forward to stop them and engaged Qiqing in combat. Huangfu Lingao hesitated, retreating as he fought. Qiqing, however, showed no restraint and attacked with ferocity.
Just as Qiqing kicked Huangfu Lingao in the chest and knocked him to the ground, a portrait of a woman in red slipped out from Huangfu Lingao's wide sleeves.
The woman in the portrait was arrogant and cruel, yet lonely and desolate. It was one of the many portraits she had accompanied him in making. The person in the painting was the witch Qiqing who had just awakened on Mount Qishan.
The deep affection that emanated from the portrait could be easily felt even by those unfamiliar with painting. Looking at the portrait that had fallen to the ground, Huangfu Lingao's expression as he painted suddenly flashed through his mind, a look of fascination and longing.
All the memories of those days flooded into Qiqing's mind. Too many mixed emotions hit Qiqing's heart, making it almost explode.
Scarlet instantly filled Qiqing's eyes, black mandala flowers gradually appeared in the corners of her eyes, and her evil red hair danced wantonly in the air...
"Devil...witch..."
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