Thinking of how Di Jiuque helped Guang Han get rid of the sword energy during the day, helped her heal her wounds, and gave her grandfather a sacred weapon, but he was arranged to stay in such a guest room...
Yun Qingyan felt a hint of guilt in her heart.
Thinking about it carefully... Di Jiuque seems to have never had a good day in the Yun family...
And you still work hard without any salary...
Thinking about it this way, although Di Jiuque sometimes has an unreasonable temper, he is still quite miserable and miserable.
"Ahem." Yun Qingyan coughed twice and patted Di Jiuque on the shoulder, "Di Jiuque?"
The young man was lying on his side with his eyes closed tightly. Half of his handsome and cold face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. The bridge of his nose was straight, and his bright red lips were pressed into a straight line. He seemed to have fallen asleep, but his eyelashes were faintly trembling. But it shows that the master is not really asleep.
Yun Qingyan said: "..." Did he really lose his temper
How could you be so childish
"I hit you too hard just now? Does it hurt?" Yun Qingyanhu asked.
impossible! She didn't even use her Yuan Power, she just acted in anger. Would it be painful for a guy like Di Jiuque... who could crush Mr. Yun's sword with his bare hands
What an international joke!
Di Jiuque still didn't speak.
"Well, since you think you're tired, let's take a good rest." Seeing that Di Jiuque ignored her, Yun Qingyan tried a few times and was too lazy to touch his cold butt with her warm face.
Fortunately, Emperor Jiuque stopped making trouble and she could have a good rest.
However, just as she was about to turn around, her hand was grabbed again.
Yun Qingyan raised her eyebrows and turned to look over.
"My face hurts." There was a trace of grievance in the proud and clear voice, like a vindictive noble young master who was obviously terribly wronged but still wanted to maintain his pride.
I saw a deep red mark on Di Jiuque's handsome face that seemed to have been carved by the hand of God, which looked particularly abrupt on that handsome face.
Those beautiful ice eyes looked at Yun Qingyan accusingly.
"Hiss!" Yun Qingyan gasped and looked at her hands.
When did she become so powerful
Can you put a red mark on Di Jiuque's face with a pillow
As if seeing Yun Qingyan's disbelief, Di Jiuque slowly explained, "Excessive consumption of power will accelerate reverse growth."
He lowered his eyelashes slightly, "In the reverse growth state, my strength and defense are unstable."
So... the pillow she just hit was not a good blow, but a good timing, just in time to catch up with the state of Emperor Jiuque's defense power being greatly reduced
The corners of Yun Qingyan's mouth twitched slightly.
Emperor Jiuque's ice eyes looked at Yun Qingyan, "The more I use my power, the faster my body will retreat."
His pupils narrowed slightly, "You still have the aura left by that bedbug on your body. I used too much power today and cannot help you expel it directly.
However, the deity and its aura are mutually exclusive. As long as you stay next to the deity, you can eliminate the aura left on you. "
After he said this, he didn't speak anymore. He just stared at Yun Qingyan with a pair of ice-cold eyes, and intentionally or unintentionally showed the red marks on his face.
It was clearly a pair of ice-cold eyes without any waves, but Yun Qingyan saw in them the meaning of "a dog bites Lu Dongbin, but it doesn't recognize a good heart" and "repaying kindness with hatred".
She was stunned for a while, feeling a little guilty as she was stared at by those icy eyes.
Damn it... He said he wanted to hold her to help her 'disperse her smell'. It was really reasonable and well-founded. He wasn't just talking nonsense, was he
(End of chapter)