My Lord, Let Us Go

At this moment, Fairy Queen Li looked like she was a princess from a powerful country who came to a small country to form a relationship by marriage. She felt superior and stared at The Lord. "I am a queen from the upper bound. I received an order to come here and execute this task. My Lord, you should be proud to marry me."

She was unable to continue her sentence as The Lord had waved his sleeve at her and launched a colorful ray of light to tie her up. Fairy Queen Li was shocked and screamed. When she regained her consciousness, she was lying on the ground.

The ground was dirty. There were puddles of blood everywhere due to the war. Fairy Queen Li had fallen with an improper posture. It was a dog posture, and she had injured her face due to the fall. Her dress was stained with blood, and her hair was messy. She looked rather embarrassed.