Douluo: The famous scene of punching the card leads the sect to roll up

Chapter 237
Qingluan's voice was filled with chilling anger, and his movement was as fast as lightning, and he landed beside Yu Qingqian from the sky, completely blocking back the coercion of Yueguan with his own strength.

Yu Qingqian only felt that when she was about to lose consciousness, she was surrounded by a gentle and powerful soul power.

She didn't know who it was, but the sense of security in her heart made her close her eyes and fall to the ground.

Qingluan gave Yueguan a hard look, quickly caught Yu Qingqian who fell to the ground, and picked him up in the posture of holding a child.

"Juhuaguan, I don't know what your purpose is for approaching her, but you shouldn't shoot her."

Qingluan's expression was gloomy and unclear, even if it was a warning, his voice could not hear joy.

Yueguan looked at the unconscious Yu Qingqian, and realized with some annoyance that she had gone too far for such a big-ass junior.

He was a little disappointed again, the little girl was dizzy by him, and he didn't feel that breath on her, as if everything was his illusion.

He was a little unwilling, so he wanted to follow Qingluan to have a look.

Qingluan hugged Yu Qingqian and walked to a single-family house not far from here.

When he was young, he came out to practice and bought it. It was just for the convenience of accommodation, and he never thought that he would come back here again one day.

"What are you doing here?"

Qingluan asked displeasedly while opening the door.

Like a dog's skin plaster, the old man who is not young has no sense of proportion.

He carried Yu Qingqian to the bedroom on the left side of the second floor, put her gently on the bed, and checked her body again.

"Fortunately, nothing serious."

Qingluan withdrew her hand on Yu Qingqian's forehead, covered Yu Qingqian's body with the quilt, revealing a round head, and tucked her in the corner of the quilt.

He didn't seem to realize at all that it would be a very serious matter to cover so tightly on such a hot day.

Yueguan stood at the door and didn't go in, but watched Qingluan take care of a baby, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He didn't expect that this old man in the hall of worship would have the talent to be a baby daddy.

When Qingluan went out, she closed the door softly.

Yueguan is quite tall alone, and can basically look at the same level as Qingluan.

The two looked at each other face to face, neither would let the other, just stood at the door.

Qingluan raised her hand and pushed the person away: "Get out, don't get in the way."

He finds this old chrysanthemum particularly unpleasant, it can be said that it is the most unpleasant one he has encountered in all these years, even more uncomfortable than that dark old ghost.

Yueguan turned sideways to avoid Qingluan's retaliatory attack, and watched thoughtfully as Qingluan walked to the sofa in the hall and sat down.

Although he really wanted to scold him back, but since he acted impulsively and made a mistake just now, he didn't say much.

He walked to the opposite side of Qingluan and sat down, crossing his legs and putting his arms on the edge of the sofa, looking like the most awesome old man.

Qingluan leaned on the sofa, and he rolled his eyes without a pause as he was always humble and courteous: it's really bad luck.

Qingluan's house is very soundproof, except for Yu Qingqian's long and undulating breathing, there is no other sound in the room.

It can also be seen that Qingluan's financial resources are quite strong.

After Yu Qingqian lost consciousness, she felt that she had been awake in the dark for a long time.

Her consciousness is very clear, but she can't feel any external noises, and she can't respond.

Helpless, she could only try to sleep.

When she woke up again, she came to the temple again.

The Book of Fate in the middle remained unchanged, suspended in mid-air.

Yu Qingqian was speechless, why did she come to this place again?Is it possible that you will come here in a coma in the future?
As if sensing something, the Cloud Piercing Book flickered, and an uncomfortable clip sounded: "Yu Qingqian, you are here again~"

This book spirit obviously had a young boy's voice, but she forcibly changed it into a crowing voice, which hurt people's ears very much.

Yu Qingqian:
All she can say is that every row is like a mountain, and I wish him success.

"I still want to ask you, why am I here again?"

"Wait, I'll check." The pages of the book flipped for a while, and then stopped for a while. "Your body judges that your life is in danger, and adopts a protection mechanism to send your consciousness over. The consciousness is here, and the body will be protected by divine power."

It's normal when the spirit of this book is serious.

But she was a bit defensive, what kind of grudge does Yueguan have against her?He actually wanted her life.

All the friendship gained in exchange for her painstaking efforts in front of her will be given away for nothing.

"Then when can I go back?" She regretted her life, if she could go back, she would definitely be far away from Yueguan.

Before she has the strength to hang him up and beat him, she will hold on firmly.

She doesn't want to come to the temple for a while, after all, this is not her back garden.

God of Destiny: Well, why not?
Yu Qingqian was awakened by the heat.

After her consciousness returned to her body, the tactile nerves all over her body screamed two words: so hot!

To be steamed.

Thin and dense sweat emerged from the forehead, and his body was sticky, and even the breath he exhaled was hot.

Don't go too far!

Opening his eyes, he saw the airtight quilt on his body, and a string of black lines slid down his forehead.

Which wicked person wants to heat her to death? !
who is it!Who is it!
Chrysanthemum off?That big chrysanthemum can't kill her, so it tortured her in different ways.

She threw off the quilt on her body, turned over and sat up, and got off the bed directly.

She is talented, and she doesn't even know how to take off her shoes.

Looking at the big dusty footprints on the white bed sheet, Yu Qingqian lifted the quilt to block it, and it was instantly pleasing to the eye.

Qingluan and Yueguan were confronting each other originally, and the air current flowing between them was extremely tit-for-tat.

Qingluan wanted to drive him away, but Yueguan's staring eyes made him inexplicably chill, he hesitated and let him sit there.

Tsk, what to do, still upset, what should I do if I want to chase someone away?
Yueguan seems to be too persistent about this matter, so that he doesn't want to give up even if there is only a glimmer of hope.

When he first felt that person's breath on Yu Qingqian, he couldn't believe it.

Afraid and timid, but crazy to reconfirm.

He also knows that his behavior is inappropriate, but he always has to confirm it before he is reconciled.

As long as Yu Qingqian slept in the room, he sat outside for as long as he kept in the same position, causing his legs to feel a little numb.

The moment Yu Qingqian woke up, even though the breath was fleeting, Yueguan still caught it.

Blood crept up to the corners of Yueguan's eyes, but there was a smile on his face.

"Hahahaha——" He couldn't help laughing out loud, looking a little crazy.

With loud and revolving laughter, Qingluan directly picked up the ceramic teacup on the tea table and threw it over.

"Shut up you!"

(End of this chapter)