At this moment, the absurd stream thought that the answer was about to come out, and Di Huang was also complacent about his wit.

However, Yan Qingjue, who had been frowning, suddenly raised his head, and his long silver hair turned into clouds and mist because of this action.

Through the stacked silver frost, Huang Liu and Di Huang saw Yan Qingjue's crimson eyes, staring closely in one direction.

His eyes changed like the aurora of the sky.

His expression was even more focused and expectant, as if there was his whole world on top of the dark cave.

Such a Yan Qingjue has unprecedented vitality, and it is so enchanting that it makes people's hearts tremble.

What exactly did he see?

Why are you so happy?

Huang Liu and Di Huang had doubts in their hearts, and they also looked up one after another.

But when I saw a fiery red figure appear through the sky, there was no sign at all, so abrupt.

The scorching waves of air came as the figure gradually became clearer.

Emperor Huang and Huang Liu did not avoid this scorching breath, and the two of them looked at the girl in red in a daze, and their minds froze for a moment.

Her countenance is exquisite.

Her black hair was like a cloud.

Her posture is slender and exquisite.

Her aura is ethereal.

This...... Is it an elf from another world? Are they in a dream?

However, the appearance of Yan Qingjue's figure had already swept into the air, as if he had already predicted the appearance of the girl.

His slender and powerful arms swept away the fiery man and pulled him tightly into his arms.

"Puff puff ......"

Yan Qingjue felt his heartbeat, which was unprecedentedly hurried, messy, and uncontrollable in the slightest.

Facts have once again proved that as long as he meets her, everything will be disrupted by him.

Indifference, calmness, calmness......

But as long as she continues to exist, it will bring him these complex emotions, whether it is joy, loss, anxiety, anger, stinging, etc., he will accept them all.

As long as she is alive and within his reach, that is enough.

At this moment, Yan Qingjue decided not to suppress himself anymore.

Confused? Soul messed up? Want to mess up?

That's messy!

Even if it is unreasonable, disorganized, and inexplicable, he is not afraid!

As long as she's good, that's fine......

Thinking about it, Yan Qingjue's arms followed tightly.

I felt that the chest in front of me was very broad, and the hand around my waist was very strong, one after the other, and I fastened her tightly, like a steel shackle, domineering and strong......

At this time, the night terror was also confused.

What happened here?

It wasn't until the tip of his nose was filled with the mysterious and clear breath of ice and snow that Night Terror Hong recognized who this "iron lock" was.

But Nightterror was a little uncertain, because she heard his heartbeat.

"Puff puff ......"

Irregular, surging and hurried, completely deprived of his usual breeze.

What was he worried about?

"You ......"

Night Terror had barely said a word when he was interrupted by a slightly tense voice.

"Is the toxin unraveled?"

Night terror frowned, how did he know that he had been poisoned?

Didn't hear Ye Terror's answer, Yan Qingjue's eyes darkened slightly, and her slender fingers nervously roamed her lower abdomen, trying to find her wound.

It's just that Yan Qingjue's actions instantly made Night Terror's face darken.

Depend on!

Yan Qingjue's problem with his hands and feet as soon as he met had another attack?!

(End of chapter)