Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

When Song Qingyou said this, everyone was in an uproar.

Don't bring matters of the lower realm into the upper realm.

If that were the case, wouldn't people from the upper realm be able to go down to the lower realm and indiscriminately kill innocent people?

In this situation, will world peace and order still exist?

The Heavenly Dao has been thrown into complete chaos. I really didn't expect that Ancestor Tianyang would say such a thing in order to protect Long Aotian.

Ancestor Tianyang's face showed a hint of anger, and he was just about to open his mouth to deny it.

Then, a figure darted onto the platform again.

"I happened to be there that day and also listened to the teachings of Ancestor Tianyang."

Yuwen Wuji also stood beside Song Qingyou, offering his approval.

If half of the people already believed it, now they probably all believe it.

How could the young master of the Yuwen family speak falsely?

"Qingyou has something she wants to ask the Ancestor."

Song Qingyou gently bowed to the Heavenly Sun Ancestor.

Ancestor Tianyang was so angry he was about to vomit blood, but he still kept a cold face and nodded slightly.

"Did you commit any fouls while cleaning up?"

Ancestor Tianyang shook his head.

"Did Qingyou ask Long Aotian if he admitted defeat?"

Ancestor Tianyang probably understood what she meant, his expression grew increasingly grim, and he nodded again.

"Since there was no foul, and we've already asked him, and he insists on continuing, Qingyou will naturally play along. Besides, he's overjoyed to have met a worthy opponent, and he might have been a little too rough with his strength."

Song Qingyou's voice was clear and everyone could hear it.

Yes, he didn't break any rules. They even asked him. It was Long Aotian who refused to admit defeat and insisted on fighting.

Furthermore, when you actually encounter a strong opponent and the fight gets intense, you can really get carried away.

"I won't even mention the fact that Long Aotian's junior sister suddenly appeared, and I almost suffered internal injuries in order to stop."

After Song Qingyou finished speaking, she reached out and touched her chest, her face showing a slight pain.

Long Aotian saw that she was spouting nonsense, and that her junior sister had rushed over, so she stopped, almost suffering internal injuries.

Her rosy complexion didn't resemble internal injuries at all; it was the junior sister who had become like this.

How could she say such things? When has she ever stopped?!

"puff--"

Long Aotian opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

He collapsed limply onto his junior sister's charcoal-black body.

Ancestor Tianyang flew over, helped Long Aotian up, and channeled some spiritual energy into him to stabilize his heart meridian.

"You really have a good method!"

His sharp gaze fell upon Song Qingyou.

Song Qingyou was unfazed by his gaze.

Ancestor Tianyang smiled coldly and secretly projected an inner core towards Song Qingyou.

Thinking to himself, he really couldn't swallow his anger without teaching this sharp-tongued little girl a lesson.

But just as the inner core was ejected, he saw a gust of wind and Yuwen Donghai standing in front of him.

He was holding that inner core in his hand.

"Ancestor Tianyang is indeed old; he can no longer even hold onto an inner core."

As he spoke, Yuwen Donghai crushed the inner core in his hand.

It turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

"Humph!"

Ancestor Tianyang's expression turned even uglier. He clenched his fist, then relaxed it.

He can't fight now, otherwise he won't be able to use that secret technique anymore.

Later, we'll teach them a lesson in a different way.

Ancestor Tianyang's expression changed several times before he finally flew away.

"Thank you for saving me, True Lord Yuwen."

Song Qingyou respectfully bowed to Yuwen Donghai.