Beauty Against the Sky: Cold King Yufei

Chapter 331 Chapter 367
As soon as Lan Che's shout fell, the force that contained the coercion of heaven and earth in the vortex suspended in the sky immediately pressed down.

It's like you are in one space after another, and the area of ​​that space is getting smaller and smaller, and the speed of compression is getting faster and faster, which catches you off guard, and the whole downward pressure is rapid.

Ya nodded slightly, and glanced at the person in his arms again.

The thin lips moved slightly, turning into a slight sigh.Even if there are thousands of words, it is impossible to describe the ten thousand years of entanglement between them.Love is love, and we can't find any reason or excuse for not loving each other, so we all choose to love in our own way.

So close, so close ten thousand years ago was Tianya's favorite; but Ruoyu in this life is the piece of wood that Tian Muya redeemed to fill Tian Muya's vacancy, it just fits, it is the best.

Raising his arm lightly, he sent Fan Ruoyu forward, and landed directly beside Lan Che.

The voice followed, "Protect me!" Just one sentence, protect it.It was total trust, without the slightest hesitation.

Lan Che nodded resolutely, "Okay!" She stabilized her mind, just in time to see that large area of ​​red flowers on the other side had already fallen to the ground before, and now they were standing on the bank of Huangquan full of energy.

And next to him was a man in a golden dress lying there, his golden hair was shining, and even his skin was golden.Since it was not far away, Lan Che could tell that his breath was a little weak, as if he had been seriously injured.

And beside him, stood a woman in red, with a fiery red dress falling to the ground, her face was cold, and a flower of the other side was stuck in her simple hair.The woman looked at Ya in the sky and the entanglement of thunder and punishment in the dark clouds for a while, then turned her gaze away and landed on Fan Ruoyu who was beside Lan Che.

The two rays of light, purple and black, gradually converged, and the light purple turned into a rich, mysterious deep purple.

The woman raised her foot and kicked the man in the golden dress on the ground, "What else do you want to pretend?"

Ga, Lan Che was stunned, what is this?It is very weak to hear the breath, much weaker than Fan Ruoyu's breath.But why did the woman in red say that?

Her voice is deep and hoarse, not crisp but has a taste.That voice made people sound like a faint sense of vicissitudes.

The man in the golden dress on the ground still didn't move, the woman in red shook her head slightly, and walked in the direction of Lan Che and Fan Ruoyu. After walking a few steps, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a flower with seven-colored petals lying limply on the ground, and shook her head slightly. Raising his hand, a red breath fell on the flower branch.

I saw that the seven-color flowers that were still limp on the ground recovered as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Qise twisted her waist and stared at her pearl-sized eyes, "My God, this little life was almost lost here." She shook her own little flower branch, paused, and blinked her pearl-sized eyes. The cold salad leaf on it rubbed his eyes twice, "Master Hong..."

Lan Che looked at Qi Se with some familiarity, that is, the eyebrows became tangled.It seemed to be the little flower demon that gave off a strange fragrance that she faced when she met ten thousand years ago.

Blinking his eyes, he looked down at Fan Ruoyu, and wanted to bend the corners of his lips deeper, but found that he couldn't.She regained her memory, so would she hate him when he told her the truth?

He raised his hand to touch Fan Ruoyu's face, but his hand paused in mid-air again, hanging down powerlessly.

(End of this chapter)