Hearing this, the Scaled Dragon swam slowly towards the steep cliff face.

Yan Yeming lowered his head and put his hand on her forehead, which was cold but had a hint of warmth. His gaze swept across her delicate and delicate features.

came to her snow-white neck and paused slightly.

The slender hand directly picked up the fiery red shirt, revealing the delicate skin like clotted cream.

The skin is like jade, smooth and silky, and it is set off by the fiery red shirt, which is even tighter. The tiny drops of dew danced over her milky skin, reflecting the firelight, beautiful and flawless.

His gaze deepened and fell on her slender arm.

The chaotic purple streaks were all over it, one by one, too many to count, and the blood on it could be faintly seen, deep, shallow, old and new.

Instead, he pulled her back and pulled her back to his waist, lifting the shirt behind her.

Purple's calm gaze finally fluctuated, and his fingers couldn't help but caress his smooth back.

The half-faded, graceful woman lay in his arms, and in the moonlight, on the snow-like skin, there was a fiery red phoenix bird pattern.

The dazzling and vivid picture is as if the beautiful phoenix bird is about to jump out and stand in front of it in the next moment.

Flaming and flamboyant, mysterious and noble, her burgundy hair slanted downward, covering the spring color of her chest, her eyes were closed, but she ignored the supreme superiority.

"Sure enough, it's you." A fierce light flashed in Yan Ye's phoenix eyes, and he turned around and looked at her front.

Qingjun's brows furrowed slightly, and his fingertips touched her eyebrows, and the black qi condensed in the center of her eyebrows suddenly dissipated.

During this time, he collected a lot of information. Not only did she know that she was a waste of martial arts and spiritual foundations, but he explored it today.

only to find out that this woman was not the double waste material they said, but the innate spiritual power that was sealed by someone.

It's just, I don't know, what kind of spiritual root she is.

Yan Ye's phoenix eyes raised, he took out a jade flute from his arms, and with a hand, he took out a crystal ball that was transparent all over his body.

One hand pressed her little hand and forced it to rest on the crystal ball.

The crystal ball flashed a few times, and the crystal sphere showed some colorful colors, and then, gradually, a beautiful dizziness erupted. The colors blend together and swirl and fly.

Yan Yeming narrowed his eyes and lowered his little hand, but he was stunned at the crystal ball.

Isn't this crystal ball broken? How can this be the effect?

No one knows Lu Dao, a witch who rebels against the world is actually a spiritual girl with all five systems, you must know Lu Dao, a person who knows all five systems, his body can absorb different magical elements from the outside world, and turn it into a body need.

And the people of the five departments can learn everything except for the magic of the dark and light systems. But with so much magic mixed together, it's hard to achieve a lot.

In other words, a person in the fifth line is basically the same as a waste.

He pondered for a moment, then casually threw away the magic ball in his hand and took out another one.

Pressing her little hand, she did another test. As a result, the effect remains the same.

After a few times, Yan Yeming finally affirmed that the Witch of the Reverse World was really a fifth-series waste material.

His eyes still fell on her, and at this time, she lay quietly in his arms, breathing evenly, her red lips slightly open, and she was very cute.