My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Yun Qingyan's cold hair exploded, taking advantage of Jiang Wuya's hand, and using the strength of his hand to deceive him!

The two were very close at this time, if they attacked Yun Yun lightly, they would definitely hurt Jiang Wuya first.

Sure enough, after discovering this, the violent wind was suddenly stopped by another faster force!

"Bang!" Two powerful forces collided in the middle, and the strong wind blew up the dirt and grass chips flying!

Despite using Jiang Wuya as a shield, Yun said that he could still feel the horror of that power.

She was shocked!

Respect!

At least the power of two senior masters!

Is there such a master beside Jiang Wuya?

Even the venerable masters listened to his orders. What kind of identity is Jiang Wuya?

In terms of status, there is not much difference between the Southern Borderland and the Bei'an Kingdom.

In Bei'an, even a Xuan-level Yuanshi can be respected as a god, but besides an ordinary third prince in the southern kingdom, there is a senior-level master as a bodyguard?

This is really incredible.

Yun said softly while thinking, but didn't see that a pair of weird purple eyes was staring at him tightly on top of her head.

The strong wind seemed to have dark purple hair flying, black robe hunting, but the expression on that face did not change at all.

"Use this hall as a shield? Huh?"

A low, sly and enchanting voice came from above his head, Jiang Wuya looked at the person who seemed to be shrinking and timid in front of him, but in fact he was always calculating, his red and charming red lips hooked, he bent his head close to Yun Qingyan, his purple eyes were deep, The tone is dangerous.

The voice was extremely small and light, charming and hoarse, like a whisper among lovers, only the two parties could hear it.

Yun Qingyan felt a little in his heart, but lowered his head and trembling shoulders, vividly portraying a timid young man, "Don't... don't kill me."

I... I have money.

Hey, take me back, I... can pay you a lot of money! "

The image of the rich young master who was cowardly, fearful, cherished, and rich, and was raised up by the family, is exactly what she is disguised at this time!

Jiang Wuya hooked his red lips, but gently placed his hand on the head of the "boy" who had shrunk in front of him, and rubbed it very gently as if he was touching a beloved pet.

Yun Qingyan's skin tightened, and the goose bumps instantly rose up.

The moment Jiang Wuya covered her hand, she had the illusion of being licked by the cold snake.

Just listen, the slightly dumb and sweet voice with a slight smile, and asked slowly,

"Since you are so rich, wouldn't it be easier for the temple to kill you and take away all your money?"

Yun said lightly: "..." Fuck this dead pervert! Don't follow the routine!

She lowered her head, her eyes were reddish, pitiful and miserable, "I...I have all the money that was sacked by the evil servants, you...you won't get anything if you kill.

It's better to let me go, and I will repay you when I get home! "

In a word, I said the reasons why I fell into the bottom of the cliff without a trace. Needless to say, more words are wrong, only a few details, but it can be trusted by suspicious people like Jiang Wuya.

"Oh?" Jiang Wuya raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

Just when Yun lightly thought he believed him, the person in front of him changed his voice, his tone was low and dangerous, with a sinister killing intent, "Do you think this temple is like a person who lacks money?"

With that cold tone, it seemed that as long as Yun said yes, she would immediately splash three feet of blood.