"Ah Xuan?"
Ye Qingluo felt that the profound energy in Di Moxuan's body continued to skyrocket.
Di Moxuan lowered his eyes and glanced at her.
The moment he looked at Ye Qingluo, his eyes were also full of doting.
He hooked his lips and said softly, "Don't worry, it will be fine soon."
After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes again, and his gaze shot straight away like a sharp knife.
The hurricane whipped up sand and gravel all over the sky.
A head of black hair, teeth and claws, flying on the shoulders.
Chu Wuxin also didn't say a word, and never retreated half a step.
When the sleeve robe moved, the strong wind blew the crimson-colored loose robe, making a rattling sound.
The two sides stood in mid-air, facing each other.
A powerful wave of air lingered around the two of them, constantly spreading it wantonly.
The hurricane continued, and the waves were monstrous.
The few people standing not far below were simply stunned.
It's too scary!
The profound energy that swirled around these two people.
Compared with the profound energy that followed the profound energy fluctuations before, it was even more terrifying.
Fortunately…
These two people are quite sensible.
It's just that the profound energy of the two sides converged, and the aura that didn't release them filled the entire flame lair overwhelmingly.
otherwise…
They might die standing here watching.
"This... is this the strength of Lord Regal? I am used to seeing the love and affection between him and Qing Luo, and I almost forgot that Lord Regal is... so strong."
Yan Xiaoyi raised her head, staring at the two people in midair without blinking, her eyes full of astonishment.
Tong Ziqing also couldn't maintain her glamorousness, and her eyes were full of surprise: "What's even more frightening is... the Lord of the Death Castle is actually on par with Lord Emperor Zun..."
After a pause, Tong Ziqing seemed to have thought of something, and immediately suppressed the surprise in her eyes, and looked at Long Yunzhan beside her.
"Squad leader..."
She called him softly.
But Long Yunzhan stared at the two people in mid-air without blinking his eyes.
The azure blue eyes flickered.
There seemed to be something surging, complex emotions that she couldn't understand.
However, Tong Ziqing saw it.
The blue veins on his forehead.
His muscles tense.
His hands are clenched into fists.
The power of Emperor Moxuan deeply shocked Long Yunzhan.
He felt inferior because he was no match for Long Yunzhan's strength.
Tong Ziqing felt a faint throbbing pain in her heart.
He still loves Ye Qingluo.
Because she loves Ye Qingluo, she compares herself with Di Moxuan.
"Squad leader, who do you think will win?" Yan Xiaoyi, who hadn't noticed the strange atmosphere, excitedly led Long Yunzhan to discuss.
After a while, there was no answer from Long Yunzhan.
Yan Xiaoyi also ignored it, and continued to stare at the two people who were exercising coercion on each other in mid-air.
"Tsk tsk... Ah Wu, these two young people are really amazing." Zou Mo pouted and looked at the two of them with surprise on his face, "Do you have the demeanor you had back then?"
"Speak as if you are very old." Limao in his arms muttered and complained.
Zou Mo lowered his eyes, and his long and narrow Danfeng eyes outlined an evil arc.
Look at the two black cat ears, shaking constantly above the head.
He smiled lowly, bent down, leaned into her ear, and said with a hoarse laugh: "Little wild cat, I am old or not, you can verify it yourself."
Although Li Mao didn't quite understand the subtext in Zou Mo's words.
But the cat's intuition told her...
Zou Mo definitely has bad intentions!
Limao's eyes widened, pretending to be fierce and glaring at him: "Bah! You frivolous man! Maomao doesn't care if you are old or not!"
After that, he snorted and turned his head away from looking at him.
Such a delicate little gesture successfully pleased Zou Mo.
Zou Mo laughed more and more freely.