What made Ye Qingluo notice him was not his handsome appearance, but his pair of eyes that were radiant and introverted.
It was as deep as ink, making it impossible to see through his emotions at a glance.
Ye Qingluo quickly approached him, and the people on both sides avoided him one by one and parted ways.
Only that man was waving his folding fan leisurely and contentedly, standing still.
Ye Qingluo approached him, reached out with his plain hand, and snatched the folding fan from the man's hand with his fingertips: "Master, lend me a hand!"
That folding fan feels great in the hand.
Ye Qingluo fiddled with her fingertips a few times, quite smoothly.
"Okay! Seventh sister, how can you be worthy of your status as the young suzerain? Since you are so disobedient to discipline, don't blame the eldest sister for being merciless!" Ye Qingqian's flowery and jade-like little face showed a slight twist.
If Ye Qingluo was able to avoid the first whip, it was probably luck.
Then the second whip... It is absolutely impossible to dodge just by luck!
Her psychedelic whip never misses!
No one has ever been able to escape the realm of illusion created by her!
When did the little bitch become so powerful
When looking at Ye Qingluo's bloodthirsty and charming eyes, Ye Qingqian's back suddenly felt cold, and a few drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
She was terrified.
The object of her fear... was actually Ye Qingluo.
Ye Qingqian, who has always been proud and arrogant, can't admit that she has a sense of fear for a waste.
With a shock of profound energy, the long whip in his hand pressed down fiercely.
In his eyes, killing intent was raging.
"Elder Sister, does she know that I am the Young Sovereign?" Ye Qingluo sneered, and this time he didn't avoid it again. He moved the folding fan with his fingertips, and headed towards him.
Her footwork is extremely strange, and she can accurately calculate the arc of Ye Qingqian's soft whip and the position where she will drop it, cleverly avoiding the attack of the soft whip.
Everyone can only see a red silhouette, like a magnificent sunset, which is fleeting.
In the blink of an eye, the feather fan in Ye Qingluo's hand opened, closed, and gathered, and directly wrapped around the soft whip in Ye Qingqian's hand.
The soft whip stretched between the two.
"Ye Qingluo!" Ye Qingqian's eyes widened in disbelief, and he tried hard with his wrist to pull back the soft whip.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull back the soft whip.
This... how is this possible
"Eldest sister, don't worry, the fun... This is just the beginning!"
Immediately, Yeqing Luosu waved his hands, and the folding fan in his hand seemed to have self-awareness.
She let go of the fan handle, and the folding fan automatically rotated, like a fan, spinning quickly, completely wrapping the soft whip around the fan handle.
A soft whip two meters long was rolled up in an instant, leaving only half of it.
The folding fan continued to rotate, and when Ye Qingqian was entwined with the head of the long whip, a strong force forced Ye Qingqian to let go of the soft whip.
The soft whip came out of Ye Qingqian's hand, Ye Qingluo spread out her palm, and the folding fan returned to her palm automatically.
"Elder Sister, this weapon is really good, and it's at the supreme level." Ye Qingluo stroked the soft whip wrapped around the folding fan with his fingertips, and a purple light shone brightly.
Supreme class
The eyes of the people were shining, staring at the soft whip for a moment.
You can't use supreme-level weapons, but you can feast your eyes!
"Seventh Sister..." Ye Qingqian's heart beat suddenly in fear, and her voice trembled.
Before he finished speaking, he saw a black shadow coming down from his face.
"ah-"
A sharp scream came from Ye Qingqian's mouth.
She covered her face with her hands, and blood seeped from between her fingers.