C85 The hatred in his heart was burning

Bai Qing wore a dark colored long robe. Her black hair that reached her calves was scattered behind her back. Between her eyebrows, there was a drawing of an extremely delicate flower amulet.

When she arrived, the people on the other side who were still fighting stopped!

"Bai Qing?" "Bai Qing!" Si Yuyan called out in disbelief, staring at Bai Qing with black eyes