Mo Yueying's empty eyes fell on Qiao Yinyan.
After a few breaths, he said softly, "As you wish."
Qiao Yinyan finally let go of her wrist.
The girl with pink dumplings held Qiao Yinyan's hand behind her back.
Before Qiao Yinyan's heartbeat accelerated, he was pulled by Mo Yueying and dragged to the horizon.
Stepping over the densely packed Witch Gu insects on the ground, he headed straight for Ye Qingluo's direction.
...
Ye Qingluo's movements were smooth and flowing, and the flame-eating fan on his fingertips kept sweeping an astonishing arc.
The gathering seemed to be swimming at her fingertips, devouring everything around her.
A dozen strokes down.
Gu Jingyu was obviously at a disadvantage.
No matter how he uses words to provoke Ye Qingluo.
Ye Qingluo remained expressionless, responding and counterattacking.
No mood swings at all.
No impact at all.
After Gu Jingyu was slapped flying with a palm, she stood firm, frowned and looked at the girl who was like a flame in front of her.
"That's what you want, isn't it?"
The girl opened her arms, like a fairy, and landed on the ground.
Her voice was clear and cold, and it was clear to my ears on the battlefield where the mysterious waves roared.
Gu Jingyu's heart thumped hard.
Staring at the girl's calm eyes.
He frowned even tighter, and there was some fluctuation in his eyes.
The girl said indifferently again: "You said it yourself, goodbye is a stranger, don't you? Why are you looking at me like this?"
Her pink lips are lightly hooked, absolutely gorgeous.
The majestic profound waves spread.
But the girl's smile seemed to eclipse everything around her.
For some reason, Gu Jingyu felt as if his heart had been pierced fiercely by countless needles.
There is some emotion surging in the chest.
Why…
When facing Ye Qingluo, would he feel this way
Gu Jingyu's breathing became a little short.
The girl walked over slowly.
The flirtatious red light spread all the way under the feet.
Around her, an invisible protective shield was formed.
Until, when the girl was fixed in front of Gu Jingyu.
Gu Jingyu seemed to have come back to his senses suddenly, and his warm and dark eyes stared at Ye Qingluo in horror.
Suddenly, stepping back: "You..."
"I won't be soft on you." The girl raised her hand slightly.
The flaming red fan became more and more colorful at the girl's white fingertips.
"Ah... um!"
Gu Jingyu stared straight at the Flame Devouring Fan in her hand, and quickly wanted to avoid it.
But the next moment.
A strong evil spirit sprang out from the man's feet.
Instantly, the man was enveloped in black air from top to bottom.
The man grunted in pain and twisted.
Ye Qingluo's offensive paused for a moment.
With slender white fingers, he poked his hand towards the thick black air.
Just moved.
Her arm was hugged by a small hand.
A petite figure arched into the arms of the girl.
The pink and tender dumplings broke into the girl's cold pupils.
"You can't touch it, it will be affected." Mo Yueying raised her head, her voice was calm but extremely serious.
Ye Qingluo was bumped by Xiaotuanzi and took several steps back.
Pulled away the distance from Gu Jingyu.
She lowered her eyes slowly.
His cold gaze met Mo Yueying's empty eyes.
Her eyes gradually became warmer: "Shadow."
"Yes, it's me." Mo Yueying nodded vigorously when she heard her name, "Are you awake?"
Ye Qingluo rubbed her head: "I'm not awake."
"You can see it, right?" Mo Yueying glanced at Gu Jingyu meaningfully.
Ye Qingluo raised his eyelids, and his eyes settled on Gu Jingyu.
The thick black evil spirit had covered the man's figure so much that it was almost impossible to see clearly.
Her five fingers clenched slightly.
There was a bit of coldness in his eyes.