Star Lord Yuan Qing turned around, intending to stagger and run out.
Jing Jia suddenly made a move, piercing Star Lord Yuan Qing's back with a single strike.
Then, Bai Zhi'er's magic light followed closely, shattering Star Lord Yuan Qing's head.
Thus, the mother and daughter simply joined forces to disperse him once again.
Yet, before dispersing, Star Lord Yuan Qing still laughed wildly.
"The Demon-locking Tower is broken, the demons are released, the Heavenly Court is doomed!"
A gust of wind swept by.
Star Lord Yuan Qing truly died.
But Bai Zhi'er's mood remained heavy.
She walked forward: "Mother, go back and take care of Father. I'll handle the matter of the Demon-locking Tower myself."
Bai Zhi'er paused slightly: "However, spare Brother Fuce. I don't want to see him get hurt."
Jing Jia looked at her, with deep eyes.
For a while, Jing Jia asked, "Is he very important to you?"
Bai Zhi'er nodded and replied, "What is Father to Mother?"
