Yun frowned lightly.

Di Jiuque's complexion was even more frozen in an instant, and a more violent force shot past!

Jiang Wuya disappeared under that violent power.

When the wind and smoke dissipated, half of the sand dune was directly flattened, and deep traces were drawn on the yellow sand ground, like the claws of a giant beast.

Lei Fei and others watched this scene stupidly.

This... Is this power still human?

When the aftermath dissipated, Yun lightly leaped away from Di Jiuque's embrace and ran to the place where Jiang Wuya was standing just now, "Dead?"

She had been staring closely at the movement of Jiang Wuya, and she hadn't seen him run away, let alone Zidie, only that he was swallowed by the power of Emperor Jiuque.

"No." Di Jiuque came over coldly, exuding an air of coldness all over his body, "The advanced demons of the Abyss Demon Realm will not die so easily.

His magic core is not here. "

His frowning eyebrows were frowned, and a wisp of cold and chilly doubts appeared in his dark and dark eyes.

And... this demons is still a little strange.

"Mozu?" Yun Qingyan heard this word for the first time.

Di Jiuque did not answer her, but picked her up and touched her left ankle with one hand. The handsome face was covered with ice scum, "Your foot hurt?"

Although Yun Qingyan's movements were still as swift and swiftly as before, he still saw a slight difference in her sharp eyes.

When landing, she will deliberately reduce the pressure on her left foot, and when her left foot lands, her eyebrows will be slightly puckered, although this is very shallow and light, but the heart of Emperor Jiuque falls on her. Naturally, I found her strange.

"It's nothing, it's going to be better." Suddenly being hugged, Yun said that he was a little uncomfortable.

She has been treated with medicine for the injury of her left foot. It is not serious now and will not affect her walking.

"What is this?" Di Jiuque suddenly discovered something, and stretched out his hand to reach Yun Qingyan's collar on his chest.

Yun Qingyan hurriedly stopped him with one hand, and looked at him angrily, "What are you doing?" As soon as they met, he played a gangster?

"Ahem." Di Jiuque realized that the place where he stretched his hand was wrong, which seemed to be a sensitive part of women.

The handsome face was stained with crimson, as good as March peach blossom juice.

The slender and dense eyelashes quivered, and those clear and beautiful icy eyes were filled with serious composure.

"I'm just looking at your injury." He vaguely saw the black fingerprints on her chest, which seemed more sensitive because it was too close to the chest.

Freed from the shackles of Yun Qingyan, Di Jiuque lowered his neckline slightly.

Seeing that the movements of Emperor Jiuque were not too great, Yun said lightly that he didn't stop it hard, he could only wear a round neck shirt.

Seeing the black fingerprints, Emperor Jiuque's face sank again, "Nine Nethers Transforming Bone Palm?"

He looked at Yun Qingyan with overwhelming anger and questioning in his eyes, and the air was instantly frozen like frost.

"How long did the deity leave? You made yourself like this?"

His left ankle was broken, and he was also hit by Jiuyou Huanbao?

Isn't she going to kill herself if he doesn't come a little bit late?

Thinking of that kind of situation, Di Jiuque felt a burst of monstrous anger coming out of his chest, and there was a trace of fear in his anger!

Facing the furious Emperor Jiuque, he was clearly right, but he didn't know why, but Yun Qingyan had a guilty conscience in his heart.

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