Chapter Ninety-Two: She Regrets Coming Here!

This man in white was obviously indifferent and alienated from her the first two times, ignored her, and even had murderous intent against her, but now his conscience has found out? The before and after comparison is so obvious, it is easy for her to mistakenly think that this person has taken the wrong medicine!

Feijian apologized to Miss Ye for her previous attitude, and hoped that Miss Ye would not blame Feijian. Mo Feijian spoke again at this time, one by one, as if they were so close.

"Your Excellency has been overwhelmed. Ye Qingchen couldn't figure out the other party's thoughts, and after thinking about it, he could only reply lukewarmly. However, she felt in her heart that although Mo Feijian was suspicious, at least it was much more pleasing to the eye than Nadeng's disciple!

Ye Qingchen's gaze turned to the evil man on the side, he sat on the luxurious throne that he didn't know where he got it, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, like a king sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

As soon as she saw him, the scenes from last night irrepressibly reproduced in her mind, and Ye Qingchen became more and more hateful. If it weren't for him, she would have been tossing and turning all night and couldn't sleep?

"Outside of the golden jade, the bastard who is ruined!" Ye Qingchen scolded in his heart. How good-looking this person is, how much bad water there is in his bones!

It seemed that he felt Ye Qingchen's sharp eye knife, the man opened his eyes, looked at Ye Qingchen, and smiled evilly, "Why, I didn't get relief last night?"

Ye Qingchen: "。。。。。。 ”

She regrets coming here!

"How's the cultivation of the Nine Strikes of Heaven Splitting?" The man returned to the appearance he had when he first saw him, not angry and arrogant, and his whole person exuded a powerful aura, which was admirable.

Ye Qingchen was a little overwhelmed when he heard this. She only saw that the Nine Blows of Heaven Splitting had roughly felt it, and she had not begun to practice in the true sense.

"Didn't start?" The man's voice was inexplicably low, making Ye Qingchen's heart tremble slightly. This feeling is very similar to the feeling of weakness and nervousness when I was questioned by the teacher when I didn't finish my homework when I was a child.

Ye Qingchen was almost invisible and nodded. In the past few days, she has been focusing on Hua Rong, and she has indeed delayed the cultivation of the Nine Strikes of Heaven Splitting.

The man stood up from the luxurious throne and walked in front of Ye Qingchen, his stature was extremely high, and his whole body carried a terrifying majesty, and the oppressive people couldn't breathe.

Getting closer, Ye Qingchen could clearly see that his eyes, which were deeper than the abyss, contained a touch of coldness that seemed to be able to freeze thousands of miles.

Ye Qingchen was already shivering from the cold pool's water, and now, he felt a chill spreading to the bottom of his heart along with his limbs.

Her face turned whiter, but she didn't know why this person's personality had taken a turn for the worse, and she was like two people in an instant.

Suddenly, the evil man smiled weirdly and said in a low voice, "It seems that you are still living too comfortably these days." In that case, let that little worm play with you. ”

Bugs?

Ye Qingchen immediately thought of the blue water dragon in the cold pool! Let the blue water dragon play with her, that is a holy beast, are you sure you don't want her life?

"Isn't there something wrong with you? Isn't it just delaying your cultivation? Is it necessary for you to do such a desperate job? Besides, if I don't cultivate, what does it have to do with you?" Ye Qingchen broke the jar and stole it. Anyway, she was dead, and she let it go. The dissatisfaction accumulated in her heart exploded suddenly, and at this moment, she was like a cat that had always been obedient and suddenly exploded.