Exploding favorite waste material concubine: Evil King, don't be arrogant!

Chapter 662

At this time, Nalan Yue's fist came to Ye Yan.

Can be set.

"Really."

The moment Nalan Yue was about to hit Ye Yan's face with her fist, she opened her fist, grabbed Ye Yan's face, and pushed him down on the table again.

So, Ye Yan still had a tired and happy expression on his face and said: "...Ahhh, it was settled in two or three strokes."

"That's why I said it."

"...Well, it's really amazing... You are indeed the most powerful illusionist in the Starry Night Empire...I didn't even have time to see you punch and attack."

"Because you're tired."

"I think even if I'm very energetic, I can't tell."

"That's not the case."

"yes?"

"Who knows? Well, there's no need to discuss this kind of thing... By the way, um, why are we here? Why are we fighting?"

Nalan Yue said, so Ye Yan laughed.

"It's not so much a fight, but Nalan Yue suddenly said, "I can't take it anymore" and then pushed me down..."

"Hey."

"Stop making jokes like this."

"That's right, don't make such uncomfortable jokes."

Ye Yan smiled again, a tired smile.

Nalan Yue was already impatient with Ye Yan's expression.

"Forget it, you go to sleep! You are really overworked."

"Well, that's true. If I don't sleep for a while, my body really won't be able to hold on."

Ye Yan nodded.

"Just tell me?"

"Well, then, it's time for our fight to be settled, right?"

"Huh? Do you still want to continue? Long ago..."

However, Ye Yan interrupted her.

"It's still early."

Yeyan's right hand moved suddenly.

His right hand gestured to hit Nalan Yue in the face...

but.

"How can you beat me like this?"

Ye Yan's punching speed was too slow, and Nalan Yue was pressing on him again, so he couldn't exert any strength at all.

Useless struggle.

Nalan Yue half-opened her eyes and stared at Ye Yan's fist, while slightly leaning her upper body back.

Logically speaking, Ye Yan's fist should not be able to hit Nalan Yue.

It's really a pointless struggle.

never mind……

However, at this time suddenly——

Ye Yan smiled.But not the tired smile just now, but a happy, mischievous smile.

"You lost, Nalan Yue."

he said, opening his fist.

When she saw what Ye Yan was holding, Nalan Yue's drowsy, slack eyes widened uncommonly.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?!"

She cried out involuntarily, making a gesture to step back.

"You can't escape."

However, Ye Yan grabbed Nalan Yue's clothes and forcibly pulled her back, making Nalan Yue unable to move.

"You, don't play around..."

However, it was too late to finish.

Because something unbelievable happened before my eyes.

Ye Yan raised his fist high.

He actually held an ink bottle with the lid opened in his fist.

The black ink in the ink bottle splashed towards Nalan Yue along Ye Yan's raised fist.

The ink is really too black. If it gets on the clothes, it may never be washed off. If it is splashed on the face, if you don’t wash it a few times, I’m afraid it won’t be cleaned, right?
If this is what happened on the battlefield, of course there is no need to dodge, and you can't die if you get sprayed with ink.So, there is no need to dodge.

however--

「你、你是笨蛋吗啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊!」

Nalan Yue yelled as if she would die if she splashed the ink.

And at the same time as she roared, ink spilled all over her head.

It was pitch black.

(End of this chapter)