After rebirth, Pei Jiuye overturned raising cubs

With one hand in his pocket, Pei Yinan followed Qiao Luoyan into the room with steady yet elegant steps.

He saw the cinnabar pen in Qiao Luoyan's hand, and asked aloud, "Are you worried about Yan Xiyu and want to help him?"

The noble and clear voice is also mixed with a trace of indifference.

Only Qiao Luoyan's every move will attract Pei Yinan's attention, and nothing else will cause disturbance to him.

Qiao Luoyan, who was looking back and forth in the room, walked to the indoor bed and stood up.

Hearing the voice of inquiry from behind, she climbed onto the bed while responding to him.

"I just did a simple fortune-telling downstairs. My brother's action this time is more dangerous than good. Bazin is a very evil person. I can take precautions."

She just met her beautiful elder brother not long ago, and she didn't want him to die young.

Seeing Qiao Luoyan lying on the bed and lifting the quilt, Pei Yinan stepped forward to help.

Hearing that Yan Xiyu was more ominous than ominous, his tone became more serious: "It seems to be very dangerous, you brought the cinnabar pen."

When the other party used the cinnabar pen for the first time, he found that there was evil spirit lingering between his brows, and found out what happened to the Pei family's ancestral grave through the cinnabar pen.

Qiao Luoyan's voice was gentle and indifferent: "It's not sure yet."

Seeing Pei Yinan helping, she got up and went to the ground, throwing the cinnabar pen in her hand into the air.

The pen quickly returned to her hand, and she twirled the cinnabar pen in a very handsome manner.

Qiao Luoyan held the pen firmly with his thumb, index finger, and middle finger, facing the place where Yan Xiyu's breath was strongest on the bed.

She opened her mouth suddenly, and said in a clear voice: "Master Jiu, get out of the way!"

Hearing the sound, Pei Yinan immediately moved into action, turning over to the other side of the bed.

Qiao Luoyan's eyes flickered fiercely, holding the cinnabar pen in his hand, he strode forward with his long legs.

After the pen tip captured Yan Xiyu's breath, the coldness between her eyebrows and eyes melted, and she stared arrogantly at the void in front of her eyes.

She exudes a reckless aura all over her body, which is more dazzling than the scorching sun in the sky, making people unable to look away at all.

However, what she did next was the truly amazing process.

Qiao Luoyan draws a talisman in the void, and the pen falls on his wrist, his flowing movements are very handsome.

She has a graceful posture, and her whole body is solemn and solemn, releasing a slight sense of oppression.

There was a shocking fluctuation in the air, and that powerful coercion became more and more suffocating as Qiao Luoyan drew the talisman.

Even an ancient warrior like Pei Yinan, who has entered the innate realm, feels a little uncomfortable.

Even under strong coercion, he never took half a step back.

Pei Yinan's eyes were fixed on the void, the shape of the spell drawn by Qiao Luoyan.

It was a golden line drawn by Qiao Luoyan's own thoughts with a cinnabar pen, and the golden line formed a complex talisman under the tip of the pen.

The energy contained in the talisman may be determined by the own strength of the person who drew the talisman.

Pei Yinan witnessed with his own eyes that the fluctuation of spiritual power released by Qiao Luoyan's body directly affected the golden light on the talisman that was about to be formed.

The golden light on the talisman, from the faint light at the beginning, gradually became thicker.

After Qiao Luoyan finished drawing the first talisman, he handsomely put away the cinnabar brush.

The hand holding the cinnabar pen was behind her back, and the fingers of the other hand were spread out, imprinting on the talisman floating in the void.

After doing all this, Qiao Luoyan came to the end of the bed and repeated the previous behavior of drawing symbols.

This time the talisman was different from before, Qiao Luoyan suddenly stood up and jumped up, his body floating in the void.

The cinnabar brush in her hand kept flowing, drawing complex and weird runes from bottom to top like flowing water.

In the next second, she floated to the ground with a light figure like a nine-day xuannv descending to the earth, with a faint fairy energy lingering all over her body.

At this moment, Qiao Luoyan's hostility and indifference all disappeared.

She was bathed in the golden light, like a dream, with a soft and beautiful temperament.

People have a kind of air that breathes the same space as her, and they all feel guilty of blasphemy.

In Pei Jiuye's deep and beautiful eyes, there was a stunning light, and the eyes staring at Qiao Luoyan were dumbfounded.

Qiao Luoyan didn't stop from the moment he shot, and in the next hour.

She surrounded Yan Xiyu's bed and drew no less than thirty talismans, each of which was different.

These talismans emitting golden light floated in the void one by one, tightly wrapping the breath of Yanxiyu.

Every ancient talisman will take effect only after being stamped with Qiao Luoyan's five fingers.

After drawing the last talisman, Qiao Luoyan casually threw the cinnabar pen into Pei Yinan's arms.

And she was standing by the bed, making quick formulas with her slender hands, and the talismans floating in front of her eyes moved with her thoughts.

Those talismans were stacked one on top of the other, and quickly merged into a shape as large as the entire wall.

At that time, Qiao Luoyan's forehead was covered with fine traces of sweat.

She gritted her teeth, pursed her lips tightly, and placed her palms in the void to control the entire talisman in front of her eyes.

After a while, Qiao Luoyan pushed forward fiercely with both palms, and a low growl sounded from his lips: "Go!"

The talisman that exudes dazzling golden light is like a big net firmly spread on the bed where Yan Xiyu lay.

The talisman turned into countless golden threads in an instant, penetrated the bed in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared.

Qiao Luoyan stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand and pressed hard on the bed.

Her eyes were closed tightly, her red lips fluttered, and she uttered an ancient spell, using her powerful thoughts to help Yan Xiyu.

The stronger the spiritual power in the body of the person who drew the talisman, the greater the energy of the drawn talisman.

In order to help Yan Xiyu this time, Qiao Luoyan almost used up all his spiritual energy.

She was sweating profusely, and her body was sweating profusely. The hand that was pressing on the bed didn't even have the strength to retract it, and it fell hard on the bed.

"Joe!"

The moment Qiao Luoyan's body fell on the bed, Pei Yi's eyes shone coldly, and his heart skipped a beat.

He rushed up quickly, picked up the sweaty man from the bed, turned around and was about to rush out.

Qiao Luoyan pushed his strong chest and said weakly: "You stay here to protect my brother."

Pei Yinan hugged her light body and immediately stopped in place.

His delicate and handsome facial features were covered with gloom, and he pursed his lips and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Qiao Luoyan pushed Pei Yinan's chest again: "Don't waste time, once my brother fights Bazin, he will be in danger!"

"Okay." Pei Yinan nodded in response.

He carried Qiao Luoyan on the sofa in the room, and knelt in front of her on one knee.

Seeing that her face was covered with sweat, Pei Yinan wiped her sweat away with his sleeve.

He moved lightly and gently, and said softly, "Joe, tell me what to do."

Qiao Luoyan stared coldly at the bed in the house, and said in a hasty tone, "Once there is any movement on that bed, you should immediately send your own true energy, and you must not let it be damaged in any way."

Pei Yinan nodded: "Okay, you have a good rest, I'll go over and watch over."