The cool wind poured in through the window, and at this moment, it felt a bit cool in autumn.
He Lianchuan quickly went to close the window.[
Jixiang walked to the table and prepared to pour a cup of hot tea for the soul boy.
A string of silver bells worn on the soul boy's wrist suddenly broke, spun several times in the air, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Xuanyuan Yao was not far away, shaking his head with a smile, striding away, bending down, and wanted to help her pick it up.
Time has frozen for a moment.
A beautiful smile suddenly appeared on Qingluan's lips. He opened his sandalwood mouth and poked out his pink tongue. The curled-up red bee spread its wings and countless powder fell from the sky.
Its small body, from nowhere, transformed into such a large amount of colorful powder. The guards who were stained with it immediately became like zombies, motionless and silent, stuck in place, and lost their original abilities.
Qingluan appeared generously from the darkness, raised a finger, and let the red bee squat on it. She gently rubbed the soft head of the ugly Gu worm, lovingly treating it as the cutest pet in the world.
"Red Bee, as soon as you get in, you will act according to our plan. Hehe, they have tortured us for so long, it's time to take revenge." Her voice was soft but not charming, and unusually pleasant.
The attitude towards the red bee is more like having a conversation with an equal human friend.
When it has joy, anger, sorrow and joy, it can understand provocation and laugh at anger.
"Go ahead, don't be afraid of that soul boy. She is weak now and there is no way she can hurt you. We will just watch the fun from the sidelines later. Hehe, it must be very beautiful."
The red bee screams strangely.
He flapped his wings, leaped to the roof, and disappeared among the rubble.