Qian Mo Qingcheng turned his head to look at Yun Luoxue, and put his hand around her waist.
Yun Luoxue looked at him sideways, and the two faced each other.
Qian Mo Qingcheng understood what Yun Luoxue had in her eyes, what was she talking about
Qianmo Qingcheng smiled and shook his head. The meaning was obvious, Qianmo couldn't kill him.
Yun Luoxue naturally knew what Qianmo Qingcheng meant, couldn't she kill it? For her, there is no one who can't kill yet.
It's just that for the sake of Qianmo Qingcheng, let this princess who don't know what is good or bad, and next time, the one who offends her, kills.
Yun Luoxue turned her head without a trace of expression on her face, and looked at Qian Moyan's eyes with a faint estrangement: "Qian Moyan, have you had enough trouble? I have no time to waste time with you here."
As soon as the words fell, Yun Luoxue brushed away the hand that Qian Mo Qingcheng was holding on her waist, turned around and walked away in a chic step.
Qian Moyan was itchy with anger, looking at Yun Luoxue's back, how he couldn't swallow this breath.
Yun Luoxue almost didn't kill her just now, and even blatantly snatched her brother Qingcheng.
If she could swallow this breath, she wouldn't be Qian Mo Yan.
At the moment, Qian Moyan gathered a trace of spiritual power in his palm, ready to fight towards Yun Luoxue.
Yun Luoxue, who had only taken two steps, sensed Qian Moyan's spiritual power, her eyes suddenly narrowed, and a sharp light glided across her eyes.
Stopped, turned around, didn't make a move yet.
I saw Qian Mo Qingcheng grasping Qian Mo Yan's wrist with a gloomy expression, his lavender eyes concealed a wave of anger, and coldly said: "Qian Mo Yan, it's best not to violate this king's bottom line.
For some people, you'd better not use your brains, otherwise, don't blame this king for disregarding the brother and sister friendship over the years. "
No one has dared to hurt his person in front of him.
Today, considering Qian Moyan is his nominal sister, he doesn't care about it.
If it is the next time, he does not guarantee that he will make a move.
"Brother Qingcheng..."
Qian Moyan seemed to be frightened, and his body trembled a few times by Qian Mo Qingcheng's words, biting his lower lip and muttering low.
His eyes were filled with crystal tears and looked at Qianmo Qingcheng.
Qian Mo Qingcheng shook off Qian Mo Yan's hand, "Don't think that you have such a little spiritual power and don't put others in your eyes. Qian Mo Yan, today is not an example."
Throwing a word, Qian Mo Qingcheng turned around, brushing Qian Moyan's cheeks like Xue's robe, and went straight to Yun Luoxue who had just stopped.
Yun Luoxue didn't say anything, just watched Qian Moyan secretly sighed, Qian Moyan seemed to like Qian Mo Qingcheng very much.
It's a pity that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is merciless.
Turning around, Yun Luoxue and Qian Mo Qingcheng planned to leave.
Unexpectedly, Qian Moyan was so reckless and threw out another sentence: "Yun Luoxue, do you dare to participate in the king's contest in a month's time?"
The king's match
Yun Luoxue's eyebrows moved.
Stopped, turned around, looked at Qian Moyan, the meaning was obvious, and continued.
Qian Moyan saw that Yun Luoxue was interested in the King's Tournament, and she was a little smug, and then continued: "The King's Tournament is an annual competition in the Fire Feather Country.
Anyone with aura can participate. "
Yun Luoxue understood a little bit, but what she was more interested in was whether there were any rewards for the winner of the King's Tournament.
"How? Yun Luoxue, do you dare to participate?"
Qian Moyan put his arms around his chest, completely without the fragility just now.