Protect yourself and those around you.
Her charming eyes were indifferent, she looked in Nangong Feiran's direction, and said lightly: "Let's go."
"I..." Nangong Feiran opened his mouth, wanting to explain that he was not what Nangong Lin said.
It was soon interrupted by Ye Qingluo: "I don't care about your affairs."
After all, she looked away indifferently, as if she was too lazy to waste time with them.
Nangong Feiran's heart was throbbing, as if his throat was being strangled by a hand, making it difficult to breathe.
She regarded them as strangers.
Closing his eyes, Nangong Feiran's dull voice sounded: "Let's... go!"
Ye Qingluo ignored them.
She had already given the killing group the chance to leave.
Whether they can leave or not is a matter of their own ability.
It was because of her that the God Killing Group entered the bottom layer of the Mausoleum King's Tomb.
Although among them, there is no lack of Ye Fengru's purpose of wanting to get the ring of Minghuang.
However, this was Ye Qingluo's chance to leave for the face of the thirty or so dead mercenaries.
Ye Qingluo glanced around, all the forces that were about to move.
Most of the people already wanted to take the opportunity to secretly hunt down Qiao Jin and Beiming Liancheng's two teams.
Ye Qingluo turned his head, and stared deeply at the man in the shining purple robe standing among the mercenaries.
Di Moxuan restrained his aura and blended into the mercenary group under heaven.
Listening to the people around him constantly talking about his relationship with Ye Qingluo, he didn't show any momentum.
Quietly, like an outsider.
This is also the reason why he, who is so powerful, has not been discovered by people from other forces.
His dark obsidian-like pupils have been staring at her.
The four eyes met.
Between Di Moxuan's brows and eyes, there was a little doting smile.
His rosy thin lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were shining with a smile.
Immediately, he nodded slowly.
If it is not desperate, he will not intervene.
This is an agreement between them.
It was also he who gave Ye Qingluo the freedom.
He will let Ye Qingluo deal with Ye Qingluo's matter.
If you can't handle it, let him do it.
A woman like Ye Qingluo does not live by being attached to a man, nor by hiding behind a man.
She has her own world.
Has its own light.
What he has to do is to guard Ye Qingluo well, accompany Ye Qingluo, and watch her become stronger step by step during the process of Ye Qingluo's radiance.
enough.
…
Receiving Di Moxuan's response, Ye Qingluo turned around and jumped.
A black figure flashed a black afterimage in mid-air, which immediately attracted the attention of a large group of forces.
"Don't you guys want to see the artifact?" Ye Qingluo's enchanting voice was slightly chilly.
She pursed her pink lips lightly, smiled wickedly, opened her arms, and when she was floating in the air, the Flame-eating Fan she held on to in her palm blew up thousands of wind and waves.
"I'll let you all see what the power of a divine weapon is!"
The red flame-eating fan, when the fingertips are unfolded and retracted, is like a ball of joyful flames, swaying in the palm of the hand.
From Ye Qingluo's feet, an extremely powerful force spread out.
That red profound light, carrying a violent wind, was so powerful that it seemed that in the next second, it would fall into an endless abyss.
The forces of all parties began to boil.
"An artifact! This is the power of an artifact!"
"The artifact is indeed on her body!"
"Grab it! If you win the artifact, you can win the world! Come on!"
"Kill Ye Qingluo! Get the artifact! Kill Ye Qingluo, grab the artifact!"
An unknown force took the lead and kept shouting to get the artifact back from Ye Qingluo.
Other forces are naturally unwilling to give up the artifact to others.