Ye Qingcheng didn't care. He glanced at them roughly and paid no attention to them.,compared with the appearance of bowing and respect outside, the night green man now stands upright with a somewhat playful look in his eyes.,in the twinkling of an eye, the spirit of the sword surged out, and the messenger of the night god rushed in front of him without even responding, and fell to the ground in the twinkling of an eye.。