The time for another half stick of incense has passed.
The mental power of the surging and violent black energy is still rolling like a tide, showing no sign of diminishing.
Ye Qingluo's clenched hands were almost bloody.
A pair of charming eyes, almost dare not even blink.
Ah Xuan has already put himself in danger.
Why... still nothing
what on earth is it
Neither Ah Xuan nor Cang old man responded at all.
And this black energy mental power is getting more and more violent!
Could it be... something happened to them
The spiritual power released by this shadow.
Is it actually a trap
This thought made Ye Qingluo's expression freeze.
Almost without any hesitation.
She activated the power of the Cangshui Ring again, ready to force her way in.
at this time.
Suddenly a hurricane hit.
Then I saw a purple figure flying out.
The figure spun around a few times and stabilized its figure in mid-air.
When Ye Qingluo saw that person, his charming eyes were filled with joy.
She trotted quickly and ran into the man's arms.
Both hands tightly wrapped around the man's waist: "Ah Xuan, Ah Xuan..."
It was Emperor Moxuan.
he came out...
He came out safely from the spiritual power of black energy.
Di Moxuan lowered his eyes, looking at the girl who was actively holding him in his arms, and his thin lips couldn't help but slightly curved, forming a sinister arc.
He freed one hand to wrap around the girl's delicate body.
"Do you want to be disobedient again?"
His hoarse voice whispered softly in her ear.
The handsome face was reflected in the girl's pupils.
Ye Qingluo subconsciously shrunk back the finger that was wearing the Cangshui ring.
But the man grabbed her wrist.
"I won't be by your side for a while, so you're going to mess around?" Di Moxuan raised her hand, raising his eyebrows with a half-smile.
Ye Qing lowered her eyes, obediently: "I was wrong."
The eyes of Emperor Moxuan Moyao were as deep as the sea: "For you, I have shot three times in a row today, and you want to cause trouble for me for the fourth time. Do you think... just a wrong sentence can do it?"
Hear the undertones in the man's words.
Ye Qingluo closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and he followed Di Moxuan's words very obediently: "Then, according to Lord Dizun's wishes, what should we do?"
"It is said that the favor of dripping water should be repaid by the spring. This deity strikes three times a day for you, and you are always unable to leave this deity... Then, you can use yourself to repay this deity." In the area around his arms, let her delicate body rest on his body.
His words made Ye Qingluo's heart skip a beat.
She thought, she was really poisoned by a poison called Di Moxuan.
All the grievances and unhappiness just now.
In the gentle words of the man, there is nothing left.
This man is really alluring.
In the centrifugal Gu mode.
You can still say this kind of words that you want her to "promise with your body".
It is more touching than all love stories.
There was a warm smile between Ye Qing's eyebrows and eyes.
She buried her head in Di Moxuan's arms, absorbed the breath from him, and gave a "huh" forcefully: "Since Lord Emperor Zun made such a warm request, I will reluctantly agree to you. I promise to repay Lord Emperor Zun's great kindness."
The chest she was leaning on felt a slight ups and downs.
It was the sound of a man laughing.
With a thought, she wanted to see the man's truly happy smile on this cold and ascetic face.
She immediately fluttered her hands, pulling a little distance between the two of them, trying to raise her head...