The atmosphere at the scene became very weird, Ye Terror was angry and didn't speak, and Yan Qingjue was silent, which made Huang Liu and Shao Wen really embarrassed.

After a long time, Night Terror suddenly said, "Why haven't they come yet?" Did something happen halfway through? ”

Shao Wen knew that Night Terror was referring to those teachers who were specifically responsible for rescue, so he looked at the sky and said, "It may be that there are many other students in need of help." ”

The time of this test ends with sunset.

And it's noon now, and if they don't continue testing, they'll be dragged down by these people.

It seemed that he had seen through the thoughts of the night terrors, Shao Wen said: "It's better like this, you continue to test, and I will stay here and wait for the teachers, how about it?" ”

Before Night Terror could speak, the elegant and ethereal voice sounded again.

"Yes."

Still domineering and strong.

With that, Yan Qingjue walked towards the night terror.

The fiery red robes bloomed in the sun, rippling the crimson of the mountains.

But on the contrary, his expression was so indifferent, with silver hair like frost and snow, like a jade ice sculpture, not stained with dust.

Red confusion, charming.

The silver is pure, pure.

The two extremely contradictory colors are as if they were born for him, and they are dependent on each other.

Such a beautiful scenery made Shao Wen stunned directly in place, but it also made Ye Jinghong feel a little angry.

Wipe!

It's amazing to be good-looking, can you decide where people go at will?

But Yan Qingjue raised his eyebrows, and said lightly before the night terror became angry: "That little dirty ball said, it knows the location of those treasures, don't you go?" ”

Night Terror felt that his weakness was being caught, hissed, and hurt.

In life, who doesn't love money, take it in the right way.

I'm sorry, she's a layman, and there is still such a big family to raise at home, treasures or something, it must be!

"Go!" Night Terror Hung hard airway.

That's a little dirty ball, ah, it's something that Xiao Maotuan said he wanted to give her, and it has nothing to do with him, why don't you go?

Glaring at Yan Qingjue fiercely, Night Terror Hong walked to the side of the desolate stream, snatched the little hair ball, held it in the palm of his hand and said, "Let's go." ”

"Squeak!"

Uh-huh, that's good!

All in all, Xiao Maotuan feels that he is still safe by the side of Night Terror.

After taking back his own small hair ball, Ye Terror said, "Senior Brother Shao, please pay attention to safety. ”

Shao Wen bowed his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm here waiting for you to come back." ”

The two of them said goodbye, which stimulated the nerves of a certain statue again.

He went up directly and dragged it, and said, "Let's go." ”

Ye Jinghong felt a pain in his wrist and frowned slightly, Yan Qingjue noticed it and immediately relaxed his strength.

It's just that at this time, a circle of red strangulation marks has appeared on Night Terror's hand.

Night Terror was surprised in her heart, she originally thought that she had experienced the tempering of the black flame, and her physical strength should be improved.

It's just that in front of Yan Qingjue, she still seems to be as fragile as tofu scum.

Yan Qingjue saw that she looked at her wrist for a moment, and there was evidence of his "crime" on it, her brows furrowed, and she wanted to explain, but she didn't know what to say after she spoke.

Just when Yan Qingjue's mind was blank, Night Terror Hong had already taken the lead and walked forward, without giving him a single look.

"Over here?"

"Squeak!"

"What's in there?"

"Squeak!"

“…… So mysterious? ”

……

One man and one beast ignored Yan Qingjue and walked away, and the desolate stream watched from behind, and suddenly felt that his lord was a little pitiful......

(End of chapter)