At the moment when his body was weightless, Qiao Le suddenly came back to his senses. Looking at the blood flowers blooming in front of him, the surprise in his eyes was beyond words.

Because she can finally be sure that what the eyebrows have chosen for her is indeed the most suitable thing for her.

If it hadn't been for that, she would have died.

But at the moment, that's not the point!

The point is that the chariot is about one and a half meters high, and Atuyi's height is two meters away.

For a while, Qiao Le, a non-chief, was so angry that he was about to curse.

Fortunately, just as her thoughts leaped and she was about to fall off the chariot, a hand firmly grabbed her by the back collar.

Carried her and helped her fall to the ground.

Regardless of whether this posture was carrying a cat or a dog, in short, the moment her feet stepped on the earth again, Qiao Le was moved.

Benefactor, I, Qiao Le, thank you for your eight generations of ancestors!

"You Emei thorn, where did you learn it?"

A puzzled voice came from behind her, obviously a clear and gorgeous voice, but intertwined with the coldness of early autumn leaves. Curious, and depressed.

Qiao Le turned around, and his clear apricot eyes suddenly crashed into the crescent-like amber, and there seemed to be starlight precipitation in those eyes.

The lip flap opened slightly, and Qiao Le's eyebrows flashed with surprise.

Because she didn't arrive, it was Jun Yan who saved her.

What the hell is this?

"Unlucky girl, where did you learn this Emei thorn?"

Seeing the girl in front of her looking at herself in a daze, and even ignoring the blood dripping from her hands, Jun Yan's originally cold tone couldn't help but be a little gentle. But the question still has to be asked.

Because even Atuyi could see that Qiao Le was like him, how could he not see it himself?

This is obviously the trick he used to subdue Atuyi in the first place. An extremely delicate, offensive and defensible, and extremely good hiding martial arts - Emei Thorn.

Just now, he rushed here, and he had a full view of Qiao Le's actions.

And that kind of action almost made him see himself that day.

Maybe no one will believe it, but that feeling is so weird.

Because he thought for a moment, if he was in Qiao Le's position and also used Emei to stab, he would inevitably choose the same position as Qiao Le. It's just that his strength and precision are definitely not comparable to Qiao Le.

Thinking about it, Jun Yan felt that his brain was stuck.

Because sometimes things that can't be explained by common sense are really not very friendly to smart people.

It's like Jun Yan at this moment, because of Qiao Le's answer, he is forced to doubt life.

Qiao Le: "Emei what?" What Emei? What thorns? ”

Jun Yan: "......"

Blinking Kazlan's big eyes hard, Qiao Le looked at Jun Yan innocently, and said I don't know, don't ask me, I'll just tie it casually, and it will become......

Yes, she is not a fool, how could she blow herself up on the spot and tell the person concerned, that's right, I cut your leek.

She dares to say it, and she wants Jun Yan to believe it......

Because this supernatural thing is unreliable no matter how you listen to it.

If she hadn't really done it, she probably wouldn't have believed that her wish could be so powerful and so real.

The phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, Jun Yan's gaze was still locked on Qiao Le, but suddenly, he seemed to understand something, and he nodded, raised his lips, and looked at her with a smile.

Even the exploration and coldness in the eyes are like morning clouds, fleeting.

At this moment, Qiao Le felt that he did not look like a son of a noble family.

He's more like, a fox who has become a spirit.