Settled Dust

"Princess Meng Yao, let me help you!"

Perfected Immortal Jing Yue stood out.

However, the moment he moved, he felt a chill envelop him.

The Ice Butterfly circled around Fairy Mo Qing and glared at him with strong hostility, emitting a cold aura.

He had some grudges with this Ice Butterfly in the past.

Right now, the Ice Butterfly had already targeted him!

If a huge battle were to break out, it would already be extremely fortunate if he could break free from the Ice Butterfly, let alone help the Zither Immortal.

Clang!

Suddenly, Meng Yao smiled and plucked the strings gently with her fingertips. However, there was no killing intent. Instead, it was pleasant to the ears like the sound of flowing water.

The tension on the battlefield dissipated significantly.

"Since you're so insistent, Sister Mo Qing, I won't fight you,"