As the various profound armaments Huang Yue Li had brought were nearly depleted, she had yet to lose the Imperial Tutor.
Finally, she began to feel traces of panic. As the number one Armament Master, a stately ninth grade peak talent, was she Huang Yue Li about to meet her end today at the hands of a fourth staged old man?
If word were to spread out, she would become a great joke!
In her worldly journeys, she had already experienced countless brushes with death as if a cat with nine lives. So in such a desperate situation, she could still coolly analyse her surroundings.
Without noticing, the two people had run all the way to the outer wall of the Royal Palace.
Her eye flashing, Huang Yue Li suddenly retrieved the sleeping little phoenix from inside the Sky Phoenix Ring.
"The sky, the earth, little Wang Cai please hurry up and shoot fire! Today this Elder Sister will rely on you to survive! Hurry and breathe out a large breath of fire!"
