Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 229: Animal tide (6)
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"If I don't call, I won't let go." Di Moxuan's eyes gleamed cunningly, and his five fingers clasped her waist tightly.
Rogue!
Bullshit!
Ye Qingluo gritted his teeth with shame, pushing the chest of Emperor Mo Xuan backhand: "Don't make trouble!"
"I didn't make trouble." Di Moxuan's eyes were as dark as black obsidian, staring deeply at Ye Qingluo, "You can try, how serious I am."
With a slight effort on the long arms, Ye Qingluo's delicate body fell into Di Moxuan's arms.
She wrapped her tightly in her arms, her limbs were hooped and couldn't move.
Ah! oo! Bar!
In Ye Qingluo's heart, there are tens of thousands of grass and mud horses roaring past.
Almost collapsed.
He's serious, she saw it!
Ye Qingluo's face was black, biting her roots, and two words popped out between her teeth: "Ah! Xuan!"
The man let go of his hands contentedly, his eyebrows are filled with contented smiles.
Ye Qingluo made a calm face, and jumped down the branches in a mess in the wind.
Well, here Di Moxuan is holding the anger that cannot be vented, let's vent on this group of monsters!
Ye Qing moved his five fingers, and the feather fan in his hand reflected a cold light.
As the steps move, the person turns into an afterimage and rushes into the monsters and the Eudemons.
"She... is she looking for death?" Ye Qingqian saw such a bold move by Ye Qingluo, a brutal look appeared in the bottom of her eyes.
The five-level monsters are all high-level monsters and Eudemons.
It's hard to deal with a single one.
The woman rushed directly into the herd.
Do you really think of yourself as an outsider?
Masters in the world can't deal with a large number of dense monsters at once!
"She is looking for death, so let her go." Leng Fenghua snorted disdainfully.
Leading a wave of monsters to the branch where Di Moxuan was standing, he let go of Ye Qingqian, and jumped quickly to another big tree.
Ye Qing's pale complexion sank.
I didn't expect Leng Fenghua to leave her at this time.
There was a wave of complaints and unwillingness in my heart, but I was unwilling to complain.
Those monsters, huge in size, hit them directly.
No matter how fast Ye Qingqian reacted, she was hit hard by the monster in front.
The internal organs all have the pain of being torn apart.
She quickly displayed her profound energy, escaped from the eyes of the monsters, and returned to Leng Fenghua's side.
This time, Ye Qingqian didn't dare to put herself in Leng Fenghua's hands again, preferring to escape by herself, rather than letting Leng Fenghua be a target.
"His Royal Highness..."
I just wanted to call out Leng Fenghua to relieve the embarrassment between the two.
Leng Fenghua's eyes were dull, staring blankly at the front.
Ye Qingqian followed his gaze and looked over, the expression on her face and her mouth opened, forming an "O" shape.
The chin is almost falling to the ground!
There is a strong smell of blood in the air.
Among the herd, a white figure swam through it like lightning.
The feather fan in his hand seems to have his own soul, which is turned around among countless beasts.
The huge corpses of monsters fell to the ground.
Her speed is shocking, and her footwork is so strange that no one can understand.
Everyone can only see that the white figure moves quickly, avoiding the collision, bite, and trampling attacks of the beasts with great precision.
While avoiding, decisively release the feather fan in his hand and harvest one after another.
This...Is this really an advanced monster that makes it difficult for them to start?
Why is it like chopping cabbage in front of this woman?
This...is the difference in strength?
"No...impossible, who is she!" Leng Fenghua stared at Ye Qingluo in horror, "What kind of footwork is this!"
The world of martial arts, only fast is not broken.
Speed is the best magic weapon to win.
High-level profound practitioners can see it when they look closely.
The biggest reason this woman can harvest one after another is because of her strange footwork.
The other thing is... her precise judgment.