The young man's immature face no longer had the chill and prey it had before.
A pair of black eyes blinked in a bit of panic.
The whole person looks like a child who has not yet grown up. He has done something wrong and is standing there hesitantly, waiting to be punished.
Ye Qingluo looked through him, looking at the ground, Ye Fengru, who had already lost his human form.
Ye Fengyu noticed her gaze.
Subconsciously, she moved towards Ye Fengru, trying to block Ye Qingluo's sight.
Ye Qingluo looked at him indifferently: "You don't want my sister to see him?"
Ye Fengyu was silent for a while, then nodded.
"Why." Ye Qingluo remained calm.
Ye Fengyu lowered his eyes, and the fingers holding the long sword turned white.
After waiting for a long time, I did not wait for Ye Fengyu's answer.
Ye Qingluo said to himself: "You don't want me to see that you make Ye Fengru like this, are you afraid that I will be afraid of you because of it?"
Ye Fengyu's pupils constricted suddenly, and instead of answering, she lowered her head even lower.
Ye Qingluo walked towards him slowly.
Ye Fengyu wanted to retreat.
However, after Xi Jue saw his master, he couldn't move his feet.
If it wasn't because Ye Fengyu was still on its back.
It's probably about to turn into a little black cat and throw itself into the arms of its owner.
Ye Qingluo stood in front of Xi Jue.
She raised her head and looked at Ye Fengyu.
Ye Fengyu lowered his head, and happened to meet Ye Qingluo's eyes.
There was an inexplicable fluster in his heart.
The long sword in his hand fell to the ground in shock.
"Clang—"
The sound of the long sword falling to the ground was extremely crisp.
The blood on the ground soaked the long sword.
Ye Fengyu was at a loss for what to do, looked at Ye Qingluo's expression cautiously, and wanted to turn over from Xi Jue's back and pick up the long sword.
However, Xi Jue didn't give him the chance to go to the ground.
The sober people, seeing this scene, couldn't help admiring Ye Qingluo more and more.
They could all see clearly the scene where Ye Fengyu brutally beat Ye Fengru just now.
That kind of arrogance is powerful and majestic.
There is quite an aura of sect.
But, when facing Ye Qingluo.
He is like a well-behaved younger brother.
The arrogance on his body was all restrained.
It's like the feeling of doing something wrong and being caught by the elders.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see the atmosphere of these two people, it is basically a very normal sibling relationship.
Over there, Ye Qingluo had already walked over, leaned over and picked up the blood-stained long sword.
She took out her handkerchief and wiped the blood on the long sword bit by bit.
While disapproving, he said without raising his head: "Xiao Yu, I have a lot of blood on my hands, a lot of lives, and I have used many cruel methods to torture the enemy."
She paused, and the hand that wiped the sword also paused: "Are you afraid of me like this?"
"Not afraid!" Ye Fengyu quickly replied without thinking.
Shout out the words.
Ye Fengyu was stunned.
He stared blankly at Ye Qingluo.
Suddenly, I understood why Ye Qingluo asked this question.
At this moment, his nervous heart calmed down.
Hearing Ye Fengyu's answer without hesitation, Ye Qingluo smiled faintly.
"The blood and human life I have been stained with is beyond your imagination, but you are not afraid of me like this, then... you are just teaching my sister a lesson for the scum who insulted her, how can my sister be afraid of you because of this, strange you?"
Listening to her sister's words, Ye Fengyu's eyes suddenly brightened.
Obviously, Ye Qingluo guessed what he was worried about.