"You shocked me." After saying this, Ye Shuihan's five fingers formed into claws and clawed towards the barrier made of blood by Yun Luoxue.
Yun Luoxue's face gradually turned pale. Seeing this, the blood was still surging rapidly, with no intention of stopping.
Now she only has one thought, she will never allow anyone to harm Qianmo Qingcheng, never allow it.
The cyan light clashed with the cyan-red barrier. For a moment, in front of the melting cave, spiritual power soared to the sky and blood flowed everywhere.
There is still an hour before Qianmo Qingcheng is out of danger.
In the Huoleng Cave, thick and long eyelashes cover the eyelids very lightly, and his handsome face attracts all the world. Especially at this moment, Qianmo Qingcheng is at his weakest, and he has no aura of nobility and no peer in the world.
Subtract every penny.
In the molten cave, the fire spread and became extremely hot.
Suddenly, the man with the red face moved his eyebrows slightly, as if he was holding back something.
The ice aura flowing everywhere in his body almost froze all the blood in his body. If he was not careful, he would die.
The man who looked like a god had already turned the color of ice ripples on his unparalleled face.
It was as if a layer of frost and snow had covered his body.
The coldness that could almost freeze his soul caused the entire hot molten cave to drop several degrees continuously.
Especially the temperature that is as hot as scorching the earth cannot stop the power that seems to contain the breath of ice for millions of years.
Purple robes were spread loosely on the red flame bed 1.
The jade-like forehead was tightly condensed.
In an instant, a pure white smoke-like breath came out from Qianmo Qingcheng's chest, and Qianmo Qingcheng's frown tightened even more.
The pure white smoke seems to be invisible and weightless, and it looks so ethereal that it is impossible to grasp it.
Wisps of light smoke seeped out, slowly lingering in front of Qianmo Qingcheng.
I don't want to leave, but I can't find a good place to live.
Yun Luoxue and Ye Shuihan, who were fighting at the entrance of the Huoleng Cave, suddenly saw a wisp of light smoke like white gauze lingering from the top of the Huoleng Cave.
Yun Luoxue's expression suddenly changed, that was... that was the psychic phantom from Qian Mo Qingcheng?
He actually ran out, and what happened with Qianmo Qingcheng inside...
Seeing this situation, Bing and Blazing Cat Beast didn't know what to say for a moment.
It's best not to speak now.
So as not to affect Yun Luoxue's mind.
A cold light flashed in Ye Shuihan's eyes. When he saw this, he smiled seductively: "Very good, he actually ran out. It saved me the trouble of going in and arresting him myself."
That gauze-like spiritual energy kept wandering in front of the molten cave, not moving away, as if it was looking for something.
Yun Luoxue gritted her teeth and must not let Ye Shuihan get that power. Otherwise, it didn't matter if Qianmo Qingcheng lost the telepathic ability, but the telepathic ability was something he was born with.
It is already a part of the body.
How does it feel to have someone take away a part of your body for a while?
It's like someone using a knife to personally cut out a piece of flesh on their own body, causing them to suffer excruciating pain and severely weakening their vitality.
Qianmo Qingcheng originally had no spiritual power or martial arts. If someone stabbed her like this, she would be seeking death.
"I told you not to touch him, so you must not touch him."
A sound as cold as ice and snow reached Ye Shuihan's ears.
Ye Shuihan was stunned for a second, and then regained his dark and dangerous figure, "So confident?"
"If you don't believe it, try it."
As Yun Luoxue said these words, the already fast-flowing blood on Yun Luoxue's fingertips disappeared even faster.