Chapter 1133 touch something that shouldn't be touched
"It just so happens that I never accept gifts from other men."
Except for my men.
Ling Xuewei responded unceremoniously.
Di Qianjue's face immediately darkened.
A cold air filled the pavilion.
Ling Xuewei, however, stubbornly faced his gaze without showing any signs of weakness.
The secret guards outside the pavilion couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, especially An Yi who had given the gift in the first place.
This woman is so brave! She dares to shout at the Holy Lord head-on!
Just when the secret guards thought that Ling Xuewei would definitely die, the cold air in the pavilion immediately faded away, and Di Qianjue suddenly smiled.
Still smiling happily.
But An Yi felt an inexplicable chill on his neck, and his whole body felt like he was facing a powerful enemy.
"What do you mean, if I were your man, would you be willing?"
Ling Xuewei was confused. What did she mean?
But just as she was about to speak, her lower jaw was suddenly raised, and Di Qianjue came over without knowing it.
"Okay, I promise you."
Nameless anger surged into his head, and Ling Xuewei slapped him without even thinking!
"Pah——!"
The crisp sound resounded through the pavilion, like the voice of the devil, causing all the secret guards to change their expressions!
"asshole!"
Ling Xuewei's face turned red with anger, and her dark eyes were even more dazzling because of her anger.
Di Qianjue's tongue licked her mouth, and the bloody smell overflowed. His deep silver eyes locked on her, revealing a hint of scarlet as if they were locking on prey.
The deeper the smile on his face, the more chilling he becomes.
"Very well, woman."
Di Qianjue's calmness revealed endless anger, sweeping over him.
Ling Xuewei felt a buzz in her head, and then a hot breath rushed towards her.
At this moment, a cold light suddenly struck, piercing directly towards Di Qianjue.
"Holy Lord!"
Everything happened too fast. By the time An Yi and the others reacted, Di Qianjue was already injured.
Holding the bleeding spot, he looked outside the pavilion.
At some point, a group of people appeared in the forest, led by a man who seemed to be carrying ice, with a terrifying murderous aura all over his body!
“So lively.”
Ye Moyan's voice was extremely calm, but there was a hint of raging anger brewing.
"His Majesty, the Night Emperor, came late."
The injured Di Qianjue's tone did not contain any anger, but was actually filled with joy.
Ling Xuewei's vision gradually became clearer, and she saw Ye Moyan standing outside the pavilion at a glance.
In the blink of an eye, she fell into Ye Moyan's arms.
Before Ling Xuewei could speak, she looked into Ye Moyan's dark and cold eyes and closed her mouth slowly.
Yes, it seems that this man is really angry.
Ling Xuewei's waist was tightly bound by an iron arm, which even hurt a little, but she didn't say anything because she knew that it was best not to provoke Ye Moyan when he was in a rage.
"Master!" Tuanzi saw his master coming and rushed over happily. However, when he saw the cold air on his master's body, he shrank back and did not dare to step forward.
It's really such a master, he may not have seen him for a long time, it's too scary.
"I am overjoyed that His Majesty the Night Emperor is here in person. What's the point of taking action right now?" Di Qianjue lazily leaned on his chair. He said he was raising an army to punish the guilty, but it was more like showing off his power.
Especially the raised corners of the mouth and the eyes looking into his arms always seemed to have a hint of evil.
Ling Xuewei only felt that the coldness of the man beside her was stronger than before, and she secretly complained in her heart.
"I touched something I shouldn't have touched. Today, I will leave one of your hands alone."
"Shouldn't touch it?" Di Qianjue's smile faded, a trace of anger rising in his eyes, "What if I insist on touching it?"
Two men of equal aura collided with each other and sparked fierce clashes.
The entire Taoyuan was almost filled with a biting murderous aura, as if it was an isolated area where no one could intervene.
At the same time, two figures rushed out at the same time.
Like a comet hitting the earth, the collision is fierce!
In an instant, the fearful wave of air filled the entire Taoyuan, and a barrier seemed to be set up in Taoyuan. Otherwise, how could such a big movement not alarm the people in the city?
The sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and the wind and clouds changed.
Both of them seemed to be filled with endless coldness and murderous intent, and they were ruthless in every move.
The two parties on the ground were confronting each other. Ling Xuewei was guarded by Yue Qing, while Tuanzi was facing the Black Panther from a distance, and he wanted to pounce on him immediately!
The fierce battle in the air was thrilling for everyone. It was like another realm. Even though Ling Xuewei was now at the level of a martial saint, it was difficult to find traces of the two of them.
The more Ling Xuewei watched, the more frightened she became, and her heart became heavier.
Di Qianjue was quite powerful and was actually on par with Ye Moyan. I remember that he was not that low two years ago, but he didn't expect to catch up so quickly. This person is really a dangerous enemy.
Di Qianjue's ability is to devour. Any ability is useless in front of him. Ling Xuewei deeply understands the difficulty of this ability.
It's just that Ye Moyan's absolute domain is his world. Therefore, among his abilities, he has nothing to do with this.
No wonder the world calls them natural rivals.
The battle became more and more intense, and it was obvious that Ye Moyan was being cruel at this moment. Di Qianjue was already injured, and he himself also had a deep gash in his chest.
Ling Xuewei's heart was twitching, worried about him.
Seeing that the battle situation was becoming more and more critical, at this moment, two figures suddenly rushed out.
"stop!"
"Holy Lord!"
The person who came was actually Yin Yan, and an old man wearing a black robe.
This old man is obviously one of Di Qianjue's people. The fact that he dares to stand up and stop him at this moment shows that he has an extraordinary status.
"Yan'er, are you okay?"
Yin Yan immediately became nervous when he saw his disciple was injured. Ye Moyan and Di Qianjue were separated from each other, still looking at each other with bad eyes.
The old man over there saw that his sage was seriously injured, so he immediately called for a medical officer.
"Yan'er, don't be impulsive and do bad things. You and he are fighting to the death right now, have you thought about the consequences?"
The old man over there was obviously also trying to persuade Di Qianjue, but Di Qianjue's face didn't look better from the beginning to the end.
"Ye Moyan, do you remember that you looked so angry three years ago?"
Di Qianjue seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but there was a bit of pride in his embarrassment, "No matter it was three years ago or now, nothing has changed. I have been fighting with you for so many years, and I have only seen you show your face for her."
This expression."
Ye Moyan's eyes darkened, as if there was endless coldness brewing in the depths.
"Since it's something you care about, I'm going to snatch it from you. I'm going to make a decision on this woman!"
boom!
The dark red evil energy soared into the sky. At this moment, the Ye Moyan was like a dragon touching its scales. The whole person seemed to be rushing out of hell, with a murderous aura!
"Yan'er!" Yin Yan immediately became anxious, but how could Ye Moyan listen to others' advice at this moment?
"Ye Moyan!"
Ling Xuewei rushed over and stopped him quickly.
The familiar voice made Ye Moyan regain some clarity, and the anger in his heart gradually faded away. The next second, he held Ling Xuewei tightly in his arms with astonishing strength.
Ling Xuewei was a little hurt, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she said softly, "Let's go back, okay? I'm very scared."
