Ye Yaorao's eyes trembled, and a overwhelming aura emanated from him and swept towards everyone. The people kneeling around him suffered, and the weaker ones were directly shocked by the powerful pressure.

People with some cultivation level also don’t feel very comfortable. They mobilized all their spiritual power to fight against this powerful force, but could only barely protect their heart meridians from being damaged, and their heart was so uncomfortable that they almost couldn’t breathe.

Murong Ningyue was no exception. She gathered all her spiritual power to protect her heart and tried hard not to show her weakness.

But I was very surprised that the man's strength was so powerful with just a simple pressure. I really couldn't imagine what would happen if he took action. What kind of terrible power does this man have?

"Mom, mom, the baby is so uncomfortable..." The baby's faint voice came from Murong Ningyue's arms.

"Baby, how are you?" Murong Ningyue added another 10% of her spiritual power, gathering her spiritual power on the baby, trying hard to relieve its pain.

Murong Ningyue looked into her arms when she heard the sound. The baby's whole body was trembling constantly, her small body curled up into a ball, and her face wrinkled into a bun in pain, which was very pitiful.

"Mom, that man... is so terrible..." The baby looked at Ye Yaorao in fear, hid in Murong Ningyue's arms and shivered, not daring to see Ye Yaorao again.

"Baby, you go back first." Murong Ningyue sighed and said, then mobilized her mental power to send the baby into the sea of ​​consciousness. After confirming that the baby is in an unhindered state, she withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness. She was shocked. She couldn't even bear the baby as a divine dragon body?

Looking up at the man in front of him with a light face, Murong Ningyue struggled to increase her strength by one percent, and tried her best to resist the pressure from the Emperor, but her face began to be a little pale.

Ye Yaorao looked at the little girl in front of her who refused to surrender, a trace of turbulence flashed in her eyes, and then she added half of her power as if nothing had happened.

For Ye Yaorao, this half-power is just a piece of cake, but the others are not so uncomfortable. One or two of them are so pressured by this force that they spit out a mouthful of old blood, and they complain in their hearts and hate Murong Ningyue to death.

Murong Ningyue's body, which was originally somewhat reluctant, sank a little again under the pressure of strengthening, but she still insisted on not falling down. Her face had already become pale, and the cold sweat had wet her clothes, but she gritted her teeth and refused to kneel down. Her natural pride did not allow her to kneel down to Ye Yaorao.

Seeing Murong Ningyue standing with great difficulty but not kneeling down, Ye Yaorao's face suddenly curled the corners of her mouth and nodded and said, "What an interesting girl, it's not bad."

As he said that, Ye Yaorao shook her sleeves and removed her pressure. In just a blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Murong Ningyue.

Everyone felt that the thousand-pound weight on their bodies disappeared in an instant, and they collapsed on the ground, breathing in fresh air in big mouthfuls, lamenting that they had finally escaped this disaster, and everyone's face was red.

Murong Ningyue also collected her spiritual power, and her highly tense spirit suddenly relaxed. Her body reached its limit. She was caught off guard and was weak all over and was about to pounce on the ground.

Ye Yaorao stepped forward gracefully, hooked her hands and pulled Murong Ningyue into her arms, picked her up and walked towards the carriage, and carried Murong Ningyue into the carriage directly.
Chapter completed!