"Coincidentally, I don't have the habit of giving up what I like to others."
Ye Qing's pink lips were lightly raised, and her long and narrow eyes were curved and radiant.
It didn't match that extremely ordinary face at all.
Staring at those eyes, Leng Fenghua felt a chill in her heart, why did she feel... a little familiar
Ye Qingluo shook his feather fan, turned his head leisurely, looked at the leopard-shaped phantom standing not far behind, staring at them vigilantly, and showed a friendly smile: "You, are you willing to follow me?"
The little phantom beast's hair stood up, and its eyes became sharper.
His mouth kept uttering a low warning "Hou Hou".
"Bold! Do you know who you are talking to!" Ye Qingqian scolded softly, and walked quickly to Leng Fenghua.
"This is His Highness the Crown Prince, you two ordinary people, dare to compete with the Crown Prince for the illusion beast, what crime should you deserve!"
Ye Qingqian had a sullen look on his face, and his gentle brows and eyes were also covered with awe.
In Ye Qingqian's imposing words, Leng Fenghua puffed out her chest, put her hands behind her back, and assumed the posture of a prince.
After getting used to seeing Ye Qingqian's gentleness and sweetness, suddenly seeing Ye Qingqian so capable of mothering the world, it's a special feeling.
Leng Fenghua stared at Ye Qingqian with a somewhat meaningful gaze.
"His Royal Highness?" Ye Qingluo sneered disapprovingly, "So what? As long as it's something I want, even if the king of heaven comes, I won't let it."
With such a casual attitude, Leng Fenghua, who was always praised by others, suddenly darkened.
Ye Qingluo smiled provocatively at him.
"You don't have to drink a toast! Your highness will just see how capable you are!"
Leng Fenghua grasped her five fingers, opened them suddenly, and let out a palm wind, sweeping towards the direction of Ye Qingluo.
That palm wind, with momentum like a rainbow, approached rapidly.
The realm of Xuanxuan Ninth Grade is indeed different from those low-level profound practitioners.
This momentum, the powerful fluctuations caused by it, are like sharp knives, piercing the air and piercing people's skin.
Ye Qingluo raised her pink lips and did not dodge. The feather fan on her fingertips turned a few times, sweeping away an afterimage of the setting sun, and collided with the palm wind.
"Boom—"
With a loud crash, it exploded in the air.
Two majestic waves of profound energy, like the eruption of prehistoric power, rolled in the air one wave after another.
With a "bang", it exploded.
The ground that had cracked and collapsed was blasted into a huge deep pit.
The World of Warcraft Forest was once again shaken.
"You... you can catch my Highness's palm?!" Leng Fenghua stared at Ye Qingluo in disbelief, her chest heaving and falling, her eyes blazing fiercely.
He is about to step into the realm of the Earth Profound Realm, and his current strength is above most profound practitioners of the ninth rank of Profound Profound Realm.
Did this woman block a palm
Ye Qingluo sneered.
Just as he was about to turn around and approach the little phantom beast, his waist suddenly tightened.
The man held her waist domineeringly, and whispered in her ear: "Your task today is not him."
Immediately, Ye Qingluo felt his body lighten.
The man has picked her up.
The little phantom beast stared blankly, then jumped up and followed behind Di Moxuan.
When Leng Fenghua and the others didn't understand what happened, they suddenly heard the sound of trampling from behind them.
Seeing the herd of beasts constantly rushing forward, they seemed to have been greatly stimulated.
One after another, they stopped their collective rush forward.
Instead, they ran around and rampaged through the entire forest of monsters.
Especially when seeing a large wave of human beings here, scarlet monsters and phantom beasts with beast eyes all rushed over...