Yan Qingjue heard the anger hidden in Night Terror's cold tone, and his heart was slightly bitter.

Just as he had guessed, the little fellow was displeased, she did not scarce his help, did not accept his kindness, and did not rely on his strength.

It's ridiculous to say, as long as he Yan Qingjue is willing, no one dares to touch him in the slightest, let alone take the initiative to help.

If he can get his help, even if he is a hegemon, he can only kneel on the ground and be grateful.

is the only one who dislikes him like this, and doesn't take him in his eyes at all, not because he wants to be captured, not because he wants to refuse and welcome, but because he really wants to exclude him.

I don't know what to do, little one!

But he couldn't let her go...... What is this such a bad relationship?

Sighing slightly, Yan Qingjue said in a low voice: "I never planned to rob with you, and the power of the Storm Pegasus is not endless, so it will also feel tired." ”

Night Terror sneered, "Although this is the case, everything seems to be going too smoothly, did you really not do anything?" ”

Yan Qingjue couldn't tell a lie under the direct gaze of these eyes, he said helplessly: "I didn't hurt it, I didn't do anything to it, I didn't make a move on it, you have to believe that if it surrenders later, it's because it surrenders to you, not me." The effect of me standing here is nothing more than speeding up the process. ”

Of course Terror knows this.

Before she acted, she had made all kinds of guesses, and she had already anticipated every possibility, and the consequences of each possibility.

Even if there is no Yan Qingjue, the stormy Pegasi will surrender sooner or later, but it will take more and more time.

"You have the red lotus karmic fire on your body, and the counterattack you prepared can indeed burn it now, and with the power of the little black-haired chicken, it can't compete with you at all in terms of blood. In fact, as long as you release the divine power of the little black-haired chicken at the beginning, the only way for the stormy Pegasus to kneel is to kneel. Why gamble with your life? "What if you get hurt?

Yan Qingjue didn't ask the latter sentence, but just used her crimson eyes to tightly grasp every change in her expression.

Her eyes were still clear, still clear, without a trace of waves.

This means that Nightterror has known this method for a long time, but instead of doing so, she has chosen a different path that is more tortuous and rugged.

I'm afraid this is her pride, she always wants to rely on her own strength, what a cunning and awkward little girl.

Or, in her heart, the little black chicken has the same status as him.

They were neither one nor a beast, and none of them went to the heart of the night terror.

To her, they are still just passers-by.

Ay......

Such a stubborn girl, what should he do with her?

It's just that the thought of a certain beast being her contractor, but being treated as unpopular as him, Yan Qingjue's mood changed inexplicably.

Night Terror snorted coldly and ignored Yan Qingjue.

It was also good for him to help her, which greatly shortened the time, so that she could rush back to see the situation in the imperial capital.

For some reason, she was always a little uneasy in her heart......

That red sail, no, it's Hong Yuan, what does he want this heirloom jade seal to do?

"Huh-"

After a battle between the heavens and the man, the Tempestus finally took another step towards her with a shudder, as if ready to make a final struggle......

(End of chapter)