Di Huang had already ignored his thoughts at this time, and his body stopped in front of Yan Qingjue as soon as he moved, if Yan Qingjue did something stupid at this time, he would slow down in the future, and he would not peel his skin!

This Yan Qingjue has low emotional intelligence, and he almost wants to poke himself at the rhythm of his eyes!

"Yan Qingjue, don't be impulsive ...... yet"

Yan Qingjue's eyes were surging with a hint of anxiety.

It seems that if he doesn't act and waits for a while, he really can't protect his heart.

Once the emotions are touched, once the soul is flustered, once the atrium is lost, he doesn't know what he will become.

Such an unpredictable future, such an uncontrollable thing, such an irrational impulse, it is as if standing on top of a torrent, swallowed by the tumbling waters of the water, and being taken to a completely unfamiliar area.

He didn't like all this, he didn't like it very much!

"Go away, or you'll be at your own risk."

"No!" Go away from your sister, go away now, will he really be called skin and flesh in the future?

Yan Qingjue patiently ran out, and with a backhand movement, a silver white feather was generated in his palm, and the bricks of the main hall were instantly torn apart by this force, making Di Huang's eyes suddenly crack.

"! You Yan Qingjue, you really play! ”

"Get out—"

Dihuang's expression was dazed, damn it, it's a big deal to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman!

"No!"

"Okay."

The two pairs of eyes confronted each other, and just when the furious aura was about to erupt, a figure swept in from the breakthrough thunder sea in embarrassment......

"Your Excellency—Your Excellency—"

Yan Qingjue recognized the person in an instant, his pupils shrank, he left Di Huang behind, and frowned: "Didn't you let you stay by her side?" "Could it be that something has happened that can't even be solved by the desolation?

Listening to Yan Qingjue's frost-like voice, Huang Liu knelt down on one knee and said, "Lord Venerable, Miss Night is in trouble. ”

Dihuang, who was sharp in his ears, suddenly heard the three words "Miss Night", and his eyes suddenly widened, for fear of missing a little letter (eight) and information (hexagram).

Tsk, it seems that he still underestimated the weight of the person behind this.

actually sent his left and right hands to protect him personally, what kind of three-headed and six-armed figure is it?

Yan Qingjue's breathing was slightly condensed, and there was a trace of unconscious urgency in his voice: "What about her?" ”

It's three simple words, but the absurd stream can feel the strong coercion in it.

Aragard had no doubt that if what he said was not true, his lord would crush him on the spot.

It's just that at this time, Arayu can only bite the bullet and say: "After you left, Miss Night encountered a series of troubles, and then ...... Miss Night was attacked by a sneak attack, her abdomen was pierced by a stone ridge, and she was nailed to the stone wall, and after forcibly pulling it out, she was bleeding and had to hide. ”

Every time Huang Liu said a word, Yan Qingjue felt as if a bayonet was pierced in his heart, and the dull pain and irrepressible anxiety made the wound ooze blood......

Bleeding nonstop?

It's impossible, Night Terror Hong eats the Origin Fruit is the Origin Holy Body, and the ordinary wound will heal automatically, how can it not heal?

Unless, toxic!

Yan Qingjue's eyes were fierce, and he said quietly: "You protect her like this?" ”

"Subordinate convicted!"

Arayu didn't dare to say anything more at this time, and at the same time, he was glad that he was here, otherwise if something really happened to Miss Yiyi, he would have to apologize with death!

Yan Qingjue turned around, pinched the corner of the canopy with his bare hands, and tore apart the torrent void with a "hiss".

In the void cracks, chaos rolled, and darkness exploded, but it couldn't stop Yan Qingjue's movements.

After he stepped into it, a strong voice was heard.

"Lead the way—"

(End of chapter)