Ye You, who was named by Ye Qingtang, frowned slightly, her eyes full of disdain. In her eyes, Ye Qingtang was nothing more than a struggling ant on the verge of death, not even worthy of her mercy.,At that moment, a golden light shot down from the sky and struck Ye Qingtang who was falling.,In the depths of his eyes, a hint of emerald green flashed. "So it is..."。