Chapter 42 The Saint Son of Yaoguang

Author: West Lake Longteng

Chapter 42 The Saint Son of Yaoguang

Li Qingyue lowered her head.

Following Yan Wushuang with a look of shame and anger, Yang Wuzheng was behind him.

The little hands under the cuffs are tightly clasped, and the pupils are cold, giving people the feeling of wanting to kill.

The strange look of the inn shopkeeper appeared in her mind.

One woman and two men live in the same room.

The whole room seemed like a battle for hundreds of rounds.

It's a mess.

Especially the big bed, it was broken into several pieces.

She even remembered the shopkeeper's expression when he saw the big bed broken into several petals.

eccentric!

Shocked!

Bad smile!

surprise!

Feeling sad!

Different.

In the end, he paid more than ten kilograms of source stones with him, and the shopkeeper was willing to let them leave the inn.

When he left, he muttered as if he was sighing: "Awesome! He can still walk!"

Li Qingyue was so angry that she almost wanted to kill someone.

"Hahaha……"

Looking back at Li Qingyue's fierce but nowhere to vent her expression, Yan Wushuang laughed out loud.

Even Yang Wuzheng pursed his lips at this moment, pretending to look at the scenery, and looked at Li Qingyue silently from the corner of his eyes.

The expression of the inn shopkeeper at that time made the little girl instinctively cover her eyes.

Even the little girl had a Five Elements Mountain condensed in her palm, looking like she was about to kill someone to silence her mouth.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Li Qingyue was furious and stared at Yan Wushuang fiercely.

He found that Yan Wushuang was a smolder man. He was very honest when he first met and would be embarrassed if he was told.

Although he is a little careless to others, he still takes good care of her and often barbecue for her to eat.

A silly smile can make people feel wary.

But now that I am familiar with it, my nature is completely exposed.

She even suspected that Yan Wushuang was actually pretending to be stupid in front of her, and her heart was actually even darker than coal balls.

"No! How could I laugh...hahaha!"

Yan Wushuang suppressed her smile the first second, and was serious, but the next moment she couldn't help laughing.

This made Li Qingyue grit her teeth in hatred.

If it weren't for the streets, she would have wanted to give him a few more times.

"Be careful!"

Li Qingyue gritted her teeth and lowered her head.

Until now, when she thinks of the inn shopkeeper's expression, she feels her ears are hot.

The future ruthless emperor was actually harmed by such a trivial matter.

"Okay, thank you Qingyue for reminding me, I will be very careful!"

Yan Wushuang responded quickly with a serious look on his face.

"Buzz!"

The void shook slightly, and five-colored light flowed over Li Qingyue's palm under her cuffs.

She wants to give Yan Wushuang something now.

fed up!

But at the next moment, three streams of light fell from the sky.

A slightly hot voice followed: "Fairy Qingyue, we're meeting again!"

Hearing this, before Li Qingyue could react, Yan Wushuang and Yang Wuzheng paused together and looked straight at the Holy Son of Heaven.

"Well! Brother Yan, Brother Yang!"

The Holy Son of Tianquan greeted him a little embarrassedly.

"I have met the Holy Son of Tianquan, Sister Yuping..."

Li Qingyue spoke, but in the end she found that the people around the two looked familiar, but they didn't know who it was.

"Sister Qingyue, this is the Saint Son of Yaoguang!"

Saint Tianxuan seemed to see Li Qingyue's confusion and reminded her.

"I've seen the Holy Son of Yaoguang!"

Li Qingyue spoke quickly and walked silently to Saint Tianxuan.

His eyes looked at the Saint of Yaoguang slightly.

Her face is not bad, she is as handsome as a scholar, wearing white clothes, slender and tough figure.

There is also a sense of nobility in Zi Yonghe.

There was a kind smile on his face, but his eyes looked cold, giving people a sense of distance.

It was like the high immortal, staring at the crowd indifferently.

Li Qingyue discovered that these holy sons and saints in holy land probably all love white clothes.

At least what she saw was almost all white clothes, but Yan Wushuang was a little special, either a blue long gown or a blue long gown.

"I've seen Fairy Qingyue!"

The Saint Son of Yaoguang nodded slightly and greeted Yan Wushuang and Yang Wuzheng, he stood by silently and stopped talking.

The whole scene became quiet for a moment.

"Let's go now!"

As if feeling a little embarrassed, the Holy Son of Tianquan spoke, glanced at Li Qingyue silently, and directly turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky.

A group of six people flew towards the Taichu Ancient Mine.

Li Qingyue stood beside Saint Tianxuan, holding Saint Tianxuan's arm tightly with her little hands, her face full of envy.

Although it condensed the Five Elements Emperor's Literature, she still couldn't fly.

The true energy containing the attributes of the five elements is still a little different from the divine power.

However, I can figure out a lot of light skills in the martial arts novels in previous life.

"Why are your ears so red? What happened?"

Saint Tianxuan held Li Qingyue's arm and looked at her eyes and found that Li Qingyue's ears were filled with blood.

Extremely rosy.

"No! Nothing happened!"

Li Qingyue responded subconsciously, her face turned red instantly, with a hint of ferocity and annoyance.

Why does dark history always come so unexpectedly?

She doesn't want to die of society!

She wants to kill someone to silence her!

“Bullied?”

Saint Tianxuan whispered in the ears of Li Qingyue, exhaling like orchids, all of which fell on Li Qingyue's neck.

At that moment, Li Qingyue felt her neck warm.

The arms were also wrapped in two warm and soft strange things.

"Vacuum... isn't right! It should be a bellyband...ah... Li Qingyue What are you thinking?"
To be continued...