I am the most respected person in the last days

When several people heard Fang Siyu's words, they couldn't help laughing.

"He...who is he? Is he your man?"

"Don't worry, we promise to serve you comfortably and you won't even think about him in the future!"

Fang Siyu's eyes were full of murderous intent and he said in a cold voice.

"My body only belongs to him. You beasts like vicious dogs are not even worthy of carrying his shoes!"

For a time, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense.

Fang Siyu's blade-like eyes flashed with unconcealable murderous intent, as if he was about to set the entire room on fire.

Several people were shocked by her strong determination, as if they were under invisible pressure.

There is no doubt that the woman in front of him has forged herself into a sharp sword.

She is ready to attack anyone who tries to insult her at any time.

"Oh! I'm not scared!"

"You bitch, you dare to be so arrogant when your body is seriously injured and ready to die!"

"Save some strength and call again later!"

"Brothers, take action and then go to the Fang family's mansion after you're done!"

Seeing several men approaching with lewd looks, Fang Siyu raised the sword in his hand, but unfortunately he was kicked away.

"Assholes, you bastards, don't touch me!"

Fang Siyu shouted through gritted teeth, struggling with all her strength.

The sounds of clothes being torn apart came one after another, accompanied by the wanton and excited laughter of the men.

"let me go!"

Fang Siyu's voice was full of anger and despair.

However, she knew that now she could only surrender.

The fierce and greedy expressions of the people in front of her made her understand that escaping was already a luxury.

In this desperate and critical moment, Fang Siyu shed tears of regret and shouted hysterically.

"Ling Yi...I'm sorry for you..."

Her voice trembled, like the gentle drizzle, and seemed particularly sad in this deserted street.

Fang Siyu's eyes shone with sadness, and she felt more and more inner struggle and powerlessness.

Ling Yi, the powerful man that made her yearn for her.

It gradually faded away in her heart, like a shooting star in the distant starry sky, leaving behind a brilliance that could never be recalled.

However, her shrill cry was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in the ears of several men.

They all stopped what they were doing and stared dumbfounded at the pale woman in front of them.

Everyone felt as if they were struck by lightning and were stunned on the spot.

One person asked with some uncertainty.

"Who did she call just now?"

"Okay...it seems to be...Ling Yi!"

"hiss……"

There was a gasping sound at the scene, and several people jumped to the side like wild cats with exploded fur.

"Oh no, she... she is the ninth-level... ninth-level strong woman???"

"I'm a good boy, it's a good thing we didn't take action, otherwise a hundred deaths wouldn't be enough!"

"Ni Ma, don't step on the horse and sigh, run away quickly!"

"Yes, yes, the ninth-level powerhouse is the supreme being. Let's run away quickly!"

Several people hurriedly ran towards the distance, fearing that if they were too late, their lives would be lost.

The only person left at the scene was Fang Siyu, who was curled up on the ground and protecting her important parts.

The looming sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on the desolate street, illuminating Fang Siyu's frightened face.

She bit her lips tightly, sweat rolled down her forehead, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, but she still firmly guarded her innocence.

After a while, Fang Siyu choked up softly.

"Ninth level supreme, Ling Yi... wuwu... your name can save me, but... but I killed you with my own hands..."

Fang Siyu's tears burst out like a fountain, and the pain in her heart seemed indescribable.

She stared quietly at the empty space in front of her, and Ling Yi's name echoed gently in her heart.

She knew that this guilt and sadness would haunt her forever and she could not get rid of it.

At this moment, a deafening roar sounded in the sky not far away, tearing through the silent air like the cry of a giant beast.

"Any woman who dares to touch my body will be killed without mercy!!!"

This sound echoed over the entire imperial capital, as if it was the roar of a terrifying demon god, making people tremble.

Everyone's eyes were focused on that towering in the sky.

From the source of the mysterious roar, curiosity burns like a bonfire.

"Ling...Ling Yi, it's his voice, he's fine, he's not dead..."

Fang Siyu looked at the familiar yet vague figure in the sky in disbelief, and couldn't help crying with joy!

At this moment, all the doubts and uneasiness in Fang Siyu's heart disappeared.

She closed her eyes tightly, enjoying this feeling of happiness, as if all difficulties had been eliminated.

At this moment, she understood that Ling Yi's existence was the best protection in her life.

Fang Siyu wiped away her tears silently and stretched out her hands tremblingly, as if she wanted to touch the figure.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of the tattered clothes on her body, and quickly retracted her hands, hugging her body tightly.

"No, I can't let him see this desolate look..."

Thinking of this, Fang Siyu climbed up with difficulty and picked up the silver sword not far away.

Then dragging his exhausted body, he slowly disappeared at the end of the street.

The people who had tried to bully Fang Jiayu before were now looking at the figure in the sky with trembling eyes as if they were seeing the God of Death.

At this moment, they felt a deep sense of regret and fear in their hearts.

It felt like I was in endless darkness, with no glimmer of hope to be found.

Their lips trembled, but no sound came out.

As if imprisoned by an invisible fear.

And Ling Yi's eyes always stayed on them.

His expression was neither sad nor happy, but he exuded a monstrous murderous aura.

In the surrounding space, under the exaggeration of his murderous intention, the air flow seemed to have stopped.

Layers of bloody halo were constantly hovering around him.

Ling Yi's eyes contained infinite depth, like a dark abyss that could swallow everything.

As the blood-colored halo circulated, a cruel battlefield seemed to extend, with endless killing intent tumbling in it.

"Yan..."

The blood-colored sword suddenly rose into the sky, and struck down on Ling Yi's head.

"die!!!"

As Ling Yi's fingers moved down, the Blood Fiend sword suddenly seemed to become extremely huge.

Ling Yi's eyes became deeper and more solemn, as if there was endless fighting spirit burning.

His heart surged with endless anger and murderous intent towards the enemy.

The bloody sword was above his head, like a ferocious dragon, exuding an icy edge.

It seemed as if it was tearing apart everything that stood in his way.

The originally twisted air began to churn instantly, as if the whole world was waiting for this blow to come.

"Boom..."

With a loud noise, the street under Ling Yi's feet instantly turned into ruins, with dust flying into the air.