Mo's intuition told Tao Shu that he had better not mess with these two people in front of him, especially this young man.

There are orcs watching behind him, Tao Shu has to maintain his face no matter what, he forced a smile: "Then I wish you two have a good time, if you have anything, just come to me, I am very happy Happy to help you."

Priests are usually gentle with others, but they seldom make promises. Lan and the rest of the Tianlong Tribe watched from behind, their eyes almost turning red with jealousy.

But they dare not say anything about it.

The Beast God Messenger is a god, and he must always be superior to them. If the time comes, if he says something that displeases the priest and leaves their tribe, there will be no place to cry.

I didn't expect this outsider to have some skills, his reaction is really worth pondering.

Looking at Tao Shuyuan's figure, Zhu Chu began to fall into deep thought.

Noticing that the girl's gaze was always fixed on the place where Tao Shu left, Yun Li felt an indescribable feeling, sour.

He called out: "Chu Chu."

Zhu Chu came back to his senses, looked at him hesitant to speak, and wondered, "What's wrong?"

Yun Li slightly lowered his eyes, some unnatural flashes in Yun Danfengqing's eyes, and his tone was not calm: "Can you, stop looking at him?"

This is a big misunderstanding.

Zhu Chu raised his head innocently: "I was in a daze just now, can't you really see it?" There was some confusion in his voice.

Eating flying vinegar does not bring such food.

Yun Li turned his head away and didn't see him talking, so a few wisps of red slowly crept up on his ears, and his long light-colored eyelashes trembled slightly.

I didn't feel shy when I was asking questions, but now I am shy. Will my reaction be slow?

Every fragment is like this, it looks like white and black, but it is actually a little cutie.

There are people coming and going in this place now, and they are still in front of the cave where the Spirit Snake Tribe lives. Someone will come out at some point.

Yun Li did not reply, and Zhu Chu did not speak to him for the time being. The two walked side by side and found a quieter place.

The rally was still going on, the tribe was full of voices, and people's happy laughter flowed everywhere, which seemed to be separated from the place where they were, forming two completely different worlds.

Zhu Chu thought he would continue to remain silent, but as soon as he turned around, he was held down by his shoulders and pushed to the side of the stone wall.

At this moment, the young man finally showed a bit of oppression belonging to a man, and put his other hand on the stone wall above her shoulder, in a standard wall-dong posture.

The broken light in the golden pupil seemed to be as bright as before, but it seemed to bring a few scattered smiles, lazily shining.

He looked down at Zhu Chu from a high position, and slowly and silently approached her slightly, his lips were almost pressed together, but there was always a distance between them.

Zhu Chu realized something was wrong.

She widened her eyes, looked at him, put her hand on his shoulder and pushed back, but she couldn't push, so she could only ask: "Are you Shang Li?"

The golden eyes were so confusing that she ignored this possibility for a while, and only now did she suddenly realize it.

In this plane, they haven't talked about it yet, even if Yun Li has that thought in his heart, at least he won't express such urgency.

There is only one possibility.

The person in front of him is not Yunli, but... Shangli.

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