As soon as the ghost fell to the ground, his feet sank deeply into the soil and bluestone, leaving a long deep mark on the ground.
"Drink!" A burst of rich black mist erupted from his body, and with a sudden sound, the two sharp black thorns dissipated in his hand.
At this time, his hands were already bloody, but the rich black energy quickly filled his wounds and quickly repaired the injuries on his body.
Still with that cold face like a plaster carving board, Gui Yi ignored his injuries, but turned his head to look at Yun Qingyan with concern, and asked, "Your Highness, are you okay?"
Fei Dingding almost broke her silver teeth when she saw it.
damn it!
Yun Qingyan almost died! It's all this ghost's fault. He succeeds more than he does and ruins good things!
"Gui Yi." A charming voice sounded, and a fragrance suddenly filled the air. The voice seemed to come from all directions, low and deep, like the whisper of a succubus in the night, "You betrayed me."
Yun Qingyan felt several powerful and oppressive figures coming towards her.
She held Di Jiuque's hand tightly, a look of concentration appeared on her face, and she looked up to the sky.
An elegant and gorgeous woman wearing a silk black robe was slowly walking in the sky.
She has a curvy figure, plump breasts, slender waist, and a pair of long, fair and straight legs that are as white as cream under the slit black skirt. Large wavy black hair falls from her shoulders.
She exudes elegance, like a ripe fruit, exuding the fragrant fragrance of a mature woman, full of charm.
Yun Qingyan guessed almost at a glance that this was Mrs. Luo Yu, the head mistress of the Fei family, whom Xing Lan said.
Mrs. Luo Yu stepped forward with dignity and elegance. Behind her, there stood six men in black with deep and unpredictable auras. They were all dressed in black and had handsome but strange looks.
His skin was even more deathly white.
She raised her hand and looked at Yun Qingyan as if she were looking at an ant that could be crushed to death at will, but there were very complicated emotions inside.
Nostalgia, hatred, disgust, jealousy.
But when his eyes looked at Di Jiuque beside Yun Qingyan, his lazy and elegant posture suddenly froze.
Based on her experience, she could tell at a glance that the man wearing the spiritual weapon mask was an extraordinary person.
The face hidden under the mask should be rare and unparalleled in the world.
And the mysterious robe and black clothes he was wearing were luxurious, low-key and luxurious. They were the top materials from the mainland above, the most precious heaven-grade materials for refining weapons. At this time, they were worn by this man as an ordinary item.
Even with her sharp eyesight, she could only identify a few types of materials on the clothes, but even these few types were already extremely expensive!
Even among the top forces above, not many people can accomplish such a grand gesture.
Luo Yu's eyes flashed, and he felt a little wary for a moment.
Looking deep into Yun Qingyan's eyes, they were even colder and icier.
Shui Qinglan is really lucky!
Not only did he have a good life, but the daughter he gave birth to also had a good life. He was obviously staying in a continent with the lowest aura and lowest rank, but he was able to get to know the adults above him.
Gui Yi frowned and stood in front of Yun Qingyan. Because he knew that she did not trust him, he did not approach her. Instead, he stood ten meters away from her, facing Luo Yu, with a cold and handsome face and brows. Frowning slightly, "Luo Yu, I am the guardian shadow of His Highness Lan. I am not a superior or subordinate to you. I don't have to obey your orders, and there is no betrayal."
(End of chapter)