In the eyes of the absurd, these words must be a humiliating word to his lord.

However, this was a humiliating remark, but it made Yan Qingjue's heart move slightly, not only did he get angry, but he also translated it dutifully.

"Squeak!"

"It's a bit scorching down there, so you have to be careful."

"Squeak!"

"And there are many demonic beasts on the way, it will take you to avoid the mountain, but you are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

"Squeak!"

"If you can't accept the temperature, come back, don't be reckless."

……

One person, one hairball, one person and one sentence spoke, and Night Terror listened carefully, but it was also strange in his heart.

She's been out for so long, why hasn't she encountered a single demonic beast?

After the two of them stopped speaking, they raised their eyes and said, "What else?" ”

She looked up at him, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, like a butterfly about to fly.

The eyes that were so black and pure were shattered by the feather eyelashes, and the warmth of the sunset fell into them.

The mist is horizontal, and it dissolves and dissolves.

Yan Qingjue couldn't help but hold his breath.

Not again.

That strange feeling.

After a long time, he looked away and said lightly: "There is more, don't be afraid." "Because he'll be.

Don't be afraid?

Night Terror shook his head amusedly, and poked his finger on the little furball's stomach and said, "I should tell you this, right?" Don't be afraid, I'll protect you. ”

"Squeak!"

Protest protest!

That's not me saying that at all!

Soon, Night Terror finally saw the so-called crack clearly......

What is it called a crack?!

That's an abyss, right?!

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Night Terror Hong looked at the bottomless steep mountain wall, and said suspiciously: "Is there really a treasure down here?" ”

"Squeak!"

Yes, yes!

Night Terror strode to the edge of the cliff, when suddenly, a scorching wave of wind swept up and pounced on her like a beast.

The wind was so hot that it seemed to be hot to the soul, and the temperature attached to her face almost dried up all the water in her body.

Her long hair fluttered, her robe fluttered, but she didn't retreat, and was looking at the bottom of the abyss for a moment.

The fleeting breath just now made somewhere in her heart throb incomparably.

It's like, some beast of the wilderness is clamoring to break out of its cage and crush this creature that provokes it to pieces!

"Puff puff ......"

Night Terror's blood began to accelerate, and the inexplicable excitement in her heart urged her.

She reached out and covered her chest, her cheeks flushing slightly pink.

Seeing this, Yan Qingjue said in a low voice: "Do you want to go down?" ”

The night terror was frightening, and the best route was quickly analyzed in his mind, and his feet moved, like a little leopard.

The little furball hurriedly tugged at the hair of the night terror, and "squeaked" to cheer for her.

Seeing that the night terrors had disappeared, the desolate stream was stunned, and hurriedly said, "Your Excellency! Miss Night goes on like this, won't there be a problem? ”

At such a temperature, with the cultivation of night terrors, it will be baked into black charcoal, right?

Yan Qingjue followed without saying a word, and appeared beside Night Terror in the next moment.

It's just that at this time, there is no sign of injury at all, not to mention the movements are sensitive, and the breath in the body is still soaring.

Yan Qingjue followed behind her, and the corners of her mouth gradually raised.

This little guy is a man of great luck.

(End of chapter)