Accompanying him were a few students from the Demon Class.
It is also because of those few students that they got in touch with Limao in time with the mercenary regiment medal.
Only a few of them can come here in time.
"Ye, classmate Ye Qingluo." Instructor Luo was shocked for a long time, finally found his voice, swallowed sharply, and looked at Ye Qingluo, "That person just now... and you..."
Ye Qingluo poked his head out of Emperor Moxuan's arms when he heard Instructor Luo's voice.
"It's just an old friend. There were some disputes. It's okay." She hooked her lips, showing a faint smile, "Fortunately, Master Onimu and the instructors arrived in time."
old friend
Just some disputes
Will a simple dispute turn the interior of the flame lair into rubble
The two instructors looked at each other, and suddenly realized that this student's identity is not simple!
It's no wonder that Master Onimu, who has always been indifferent, would come over in person to look for Ye Qingluo after sensing this strong profound energy fluctuation.
Seeing Ye Qingluo didn't want to explain a few more words for this time.
Instructor Luo didn't ask any more questions.
"Qingluo!" Long Yunzhan rushed to Ye Qingluo's face quickly, raised his hand, and wanted to help Ye Qingluo's shoulder to see her injuries.
However, the moment he raised his hand, he thought of Di Moxuan beside him.
His hand froze, and he took it back immediately: "Are you okay?"
Just as Ye Qingluo was about to speak, her waist tightened suddenly.
Di Moxuan clenched his long arms, and as if making a declaration, he rubbed Ye Qingluo into his arms with great force.
He raised his peach blossom eyes and raised his thin lips lightly: "This deity will take good care of Xiao Luo'er."
Long Yunzhan was stunned in place, his blue eyes fell from Emperor Moxuan's body to the girl nestled in Emperor Moxuan's arms, and slowly lowered his eyelids, without speaking again.
Yan Xiaoyi and Tong Ziqing rushed over, seeing Ye Qingluo's blood-stained clothes, they were heartbroken.
The two ignored Ye Qingluo was still hugged tightly by Di Moxuan.
On one side, they held Ye Qingluo's palm, and comforted Ye Qingluo in a low, choked voice.
There was unconcealable concern on the faces of the two of them.
Seeing the worries in the three people's eyes, Ye Qingluo's expression softened.
She struggled a few times and came out of Emperor Moxuan's arms.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just some skin trauma. I'll be alive and kicking after a few days of recuperation." Ye Qingluo lowered his head, looking at himself in a mess.
There was a chase battle with the emperor's grandma.
He held on and was attacked by the wind chime.
Her injuries were actually serious.
It just so happened that she used the power of the divine weapon and the Xuanxin Jade to obtain a promotion to the Xuan rank.
The promoted spiritual energy of heaven and earth flows through the limbs and bones, and every pore is relieved.
The internal injuries in the body have also been healed.
The current Ye Qingluo is indeed just some skin trauma.
"What on earth did you think? Why did you suddenly run here by yourself and get hurt by that old woman?" Yan Xiaoyi frowned, her expression extremely displeased, "What's the matter, I can't tell everyone , can we solve it together?"
Tong Ziqing's face was gloomy, and air-conditioning came out of her nose: "I don't think you regard us as brothers at all. If you don't say a word, you bear it alone. Where will we be? Or are you watching us go crazy?" Looking for you in the same way, worrying about you, running around for you, do you find it very interesting?"
"Ziqing!" Long Yunzhan snapped.
Ye Qingluo hurriedly stopped Long Yunzhan, reached out and took Tong Ziqing's hand: "I know you are worried about me, I'm sorry."