The Enchanting Dance of The Phoenix

Chapter 80: Su Xuanye, you are finally here! 3

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Mo Qingyan looked at the earth dragon that disappeared within a second, with a feeling of "my little friend and I were stunned."

At this time, Su Xuanye gently grabbed her hand and said, "Take me into the Phoenix Ring."

"Ok."

Without any hesitation, Mo Qingyan nodded and agreed. With a thought, he pulled him into the space.

For people who don't need to conceal, she will not conceal things about space.

Lie Ru Lian Che, when he first saw Lian Che, he was in his own space, and the lotus soul... is completely an accessory!

The Phoenix Ring was given by Su Xuanye. If he wanted to go in, Mo Qingyan would naturally not refuse.

When I first entered, he still landed on a grassland. Lian Che sat on the grass and closed his eyes to meditate, while Lian Po was lying on the grass, supporting his chin and lazily closing his eyes.

Sensing a few more breaths in the space, Lian Po lazily opened his eyes, and when he saw Mo Qingyan, he immediately stood up and flew towards her.

"Qing Qing—"

It's just that before he had time to meet Mo Qingyan, he was overwhelmed by a cold and murderous gaze, and he stopped abruptly a step away from Mo Qingyan.

Turning his head to see, Su Xuanye was gently curling his lips, smiling meaningfully.

"Su Xuan Ye?!"

Lian Po looked at him in surprise, pointed his finger at him, and said:

"Aren't you still locked up? How come you are here?"

"Lianpo, it's been a long time since I saw you, I miss you very much, Qingyan, can I reminisce about Lianpo?"

After Su Xuan Ye said with a smile, he grabbed Lian Po's wrist and held it tightly, so that he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he was.

"Of course you can, you two slowly recount the old times, I won't bother you."

Mo Qingyan smiled and waved his hand, with an expression of "I wish you a happy chat."

Lian Che slowly opened his eyes, watching Lian Po being dragged away by Su Xuan Ye with calm eyes, without speaking or stopping.

He just looked so coldly, his eyes terribly cold.

"Lian Che, what are you doing?"

Mo Qingyan squatted next to him and asked curiously.

"Meditate, close your eyes and rest your mind."

Lian Che moved his gaze to her face, and after looking quietly for a few seconds, he turned his gaze away again, his eyes drooping slightly, as if looking ahead, and as if nothing could get into his eyes.

"Oh, isn't this boring? Lian Che, what do you think Su would do to Lian Po?"

Mo Qingyan smiled, ignoring his indifference, his eyes were placed on his face, but there was a little grass dust on his cheeks.

"Hey, Lian Che, your face..."

While talking, Mo Qingyan has already reached out to wipe the grass scraps on his face.

As soon as the hand touched his face, he grabbed the hand with him. He grasped a little tightly, and Mo Qingyan did not expect that he would be so excited. Without squatting down for a while, the whole person happened to plunge into his arms.

The two of them were taken aback, Lian Che hurriedly pushed her away, lowered her eyelashes and stopped looking at her.

When he was pushed away, Mo Qingyan was still stunned and didn't come back to his senses. He couldn't figure out why he was thrown into his arms.

His arms are like his people, as if there is no temperature.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I saw a bit of grass on your face, so... That's why..."

Mo Qingyan really wanted to slap herself, she was fine to stammer! Isn't this a guilty conscience

Lian Che stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, there was indeed a bit of grass scraps, and the look on his face suddenly became a little unnatural.

Her arms seemed to be left with her touch, warm and soft, as warm as a mother's body, so warm that people wanted to indulge in it...