A strangeness flashed across Yun Qingyan's face.

Did she think too much?

After meeting Jiang Wuya, whether it was Huang Yan or Di Jiuque, it was said that she had a "stenchy smell" on her body.

Although the breath of Xinjiang Wuya is a bit weird, it tends to be the sweet and seductive fragrance of flowers, like the mandala flowers blooming in the dark night, dangerous and tempting, but no matter what, it has nothing to do with the smell, right?

However, the reactions of the two guys Huang Yan and Di Jiuque are really the same...

Seeing that Yun Qingyan did not answer, Di Jiuque's eyes became even colder, and he grabbed Yun Qingyan's arm and pulled it.

"Hiss." After the nerves were relaxed, they were suddenly pulled and pulled into the wound in an instant. Yun Qingyan immediately took a breath of air conditioning in pain, and a fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

If she was in a state of preparation for the battle, the pain would not be so painful.

But once her body relaxed and was pulled like this, it hurts more than ever.

Almost immediately, Yun Qingyan wanted to pull out his hand and then scolded Di Jiuque in a scattered manner!

The low gasp was not loud, but Di Jiuque's heart trembled.

His attention, which was stuck on the disgusting smell, changed, and the ice pupils fell on Yun Qingyan's bloody hands, and his pupils shrank violently.

"You..." He pursed his thin lips, his eyelids drooped, and he said in a low mood, "I'm sorry..."

He has always been domineering, but his cold and domineering voice was filled with trembling, apologizing and heartache, and instantly blocked Yun Qingyan's words of angrily scolding in his throat.

She raised her eyebrows slightly surprised, and the pain from her hands seemed to be relieved by surprise.

He is as proud as the emperor, and he is the only one who is the only one who apologizes?

Just when Yun Qingyan was surprised, a faint golden light covered her hands, and a trace of warmth came, and her hands seemed to be soaked in warm water, and every cell was trembling with comfort.

The cut muscles and bones, the turned skin and flesh begin to recover at a visible level of the naked eye, and soon it becomes smooth and clean.

The smooth and delicate skin is like a freshly peeled egg, smooth and white.

I don’t know if it was Yun Qingyan’s illusion, but Di Jiuque’s face seemed to have become a little tender with a visible degree of naked eyes, and even his height was a few centimeters shorter.

"Who is it?" Seeing that Yun Qingyan's wound was completely restored, Di Jiuque took back his hand.

His narrow and long ice eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was almost swallowing people. He had not given up on the topic just now, "Who did it?"

"A pervert." Yun Qingyan's two pairs of recovering hands were gritting his teeth and full of disgust.

"The third prince of the southern Xinjiang, Jiang Wuya, but..." Yun Qingyan's eyes flashed with a cold light, revealing a bit of solemnity, "I suspect that the body... has changed a core.

He is not like a human at all."

Yun Qingyan was not as concerned about Emperor Jiuque as he was with Yuntian.

With the strength of Emperor Jiuque, Jiang Wuya could not cause harm to him at all.

Moreover, with Emperor Jiuque's disgust towards Jiang Wuya, maybe this is still a hidden ally! So Yun Qingyan directly revealed the affairs of Jiang Wuya.

"Nine Nether Purple Poisonous Weed? Purple Butterfly?" Hearing Yun Qingyan's description, Di Jiuque frowned secretly.

Could it be the person from that place?

However... it is more difficult for people from that place to come out than he will go directly from the divine realm.

After all, there has been banned for tens of thousands of years, and it is not easy to break through the ban.
Chapter completed!