"grass!"
Ye Qingluo couldn't help but swear.
Temeow is too cruel!
He actually wanted to ruin her face!
Can't dodge, can only fight back from nowhere!
Ye Qingluo gritted her teeth, resisted the severe pain in her arm, and squeezed the Flame Devouring Fan tightly.
There was a scorching sensation from the Cangshui ring, and Ye Qingluo closed his eyes, urging the mysterious energy of Xuanxinyu to merge with the power of the artifact.
She faced the grandma of the imperial palace, and the flame-eating fan in her hand was spinning rapidly at her fingertips.
Suddenly, a burst of red light exploded from between the palms.
With one hand, she split the hand extended by the imperial grandma.
With the other hand, he rotated the Flame Devouring Fan more and more quickly, and plunged it straight into the chest of the emperor's grandma.
"Bang bang bang!"
With a loud bang, the two forces collided.
A terrifying and powerful aura spread wildly to the surroundings.
The ground is full of dust.
The violent power once again aroused everything around it.
The heat wave from the flame lair, like a raging sea of fire, came roaring.
"Ka—"
The sound of a broken bone was extremely clear at this moment.
"Bang!" There was another loud noise, and Grandma Digong took a few steps back, her feet firmly stuck into the ground, stabilizing her figure.
Her hand, like a dead wood, pressed the place where her heart was.
With cold eyes, eyes full of evil and coldness, he lowered his eyes and looked at his chest.
Blood overflowed from between her dead wood fingers.
"Damn it! How dare that little bastard..." The resentful and cold voice of the emperor's grandma made people shudder.
On the other side, Ye Qingluo let out a muffled snort, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out straight up.
"elder sister!"
Limao's hoarse voice called Ye Qingluo's name in horror.
At the same time, a fluffy body caught her firmly.
It's the taste of Qiqi.
Ye Qingluo lay on Qiqi's body, and Limao's calls kept ringing in her ears.
She was breathing heavily, and her consciousness gradually became a little trance.
Severe pain filled the internal organs.
Especially the pain in her arm made it even more unbearable for her.
The moment she blocked the emperor's grandma, the emperor's grandma forcibly broke the bone of her left arm.
"Sister... Sister..." Limao's sobbing voice kept ringing in her ears.
Faintly, Ye Qingluo seemed to hear a familiar voice resounding in his ears.
It seems to be close at hand.
"Qing Luo!"
"The night is clear!"
"Master Qing Luo!"
"..."
Different voices called her one after another.
Faintly, I heard Limao sobbing and saying something.
However, the voice was so ethereal that she couldn't hear it clearly.
The only thing that is certain is...
Someone is calling her!
Long Yunzhan
Yan Xiaoyi
Tong Ziqing
Or everyone in the Demon Class
Those voices were so familiar, so familiar, but Ye Qingluo didn't have the strength to respond.
No…
She can't fall!
Limao and Qiqi are still by her side, if she falls, Grandma Digong will not let them go!
She can't fall!
Her brothers are still waiting for her to go back!
besides…
If Di Moxuan knew that she had hurt him so badly, he would definitely feel distressed.
You can't just admit defeat like this.
she…
Stand up!
In the bottom of my heart, a wave of belief kept surging in my heart.
Ye Qingluo could feel that his own blood was constantly oozing out.
An inexplicable feeling, near the heart, kept surging in the direction of the Xuanxin Jade.
The slender fingers trembled slightly.
Immediately...
The long eyelashes fluttered a few times.