Chapter Forty-Seven: Peach Blossom Tribulation VII
Hearing this, Leng Ye raised his beautiful eyes and looked at Zi Yingluo intently. There was a strange emotion in his eyes. He never expected that a princess who was so high and mighty would be willing to apologize to him in a low voice. It was obvious that he was at fault first.
of.
Seeing Leng Ye's dazed look, Zi Yingluo thought that Leng Ye still refused to forgive herself, so she slowly stood up and walked to Leng Ye's side, putting a hand on his shoulder, "Is Leng Ye angry?"
Zi Yingluo's breath sprayed evenly against Leng Ye's ears. It was warm and sweet, making him feel a strange feeling. Leng Ye glanced at Zi Yingluo unnaturally and smiled lightly, "It's nothing.
, it was Leng Ye who was reckless and disturbed Yingluo."
Listening to Leng Ye's words, Zi Yingluo frowned. No matter how she heard these words, she felt guilty. She rubbed her eyebrows and looked at Leng Ye helplessly, "Leng Ye, let's sleep together." She didn't want anything to happen to him.
After all, he is not as tough as Gong Ziyu.
Hearing this, Leng Ye's tense body trembled, and his face turned even crimson. He looked at Zi Yingluo shyly and nodded. Zi Yingluo looked at Leng Ye awkwardly, knowing that Leng Ye had misunderstood her.
"Go to sleep, Leng Ye, there are important things tomorrow." As smart as Leng Ye, he will understand what she means.
Sure enough, a hint of disappointment flashed across Leng Ye's face, and he slowly closed his eyes, smelling the faint body fragrance of the person next to him, and gradually fell into sleep.
In the dark night, Zi Yingluo frowned tightly, her eyes full of anger. As the witch with the strongest spiritual power in the witch clan, even if she did nothing, she could still feel the hordes of Yin spirits outside. She was super powerful.
Her ability to feel was always disturbing and she couldn't sleep well.
Zi Yingluo turned over irritably and happened to see Leng Ye's peaceful sleeping face. She couldn't help but be startled. She knew that Leng Ye was good-looking, but she didn't expect that he had another kind of beauty in his sleep. Her hands unconsciously attached to it.
She touched his face, gently outlining his eyebrows, eyes, and corners of his mouth. Suddenly, Zi Yingluo's hand attached to Leng Ye's face trembled, murderous intent! Such a strong murderous intent, she felt it, coming from those Yin spirits, there was still something in the air.
Mixed with a familiar smell.
Zi Yingluo's heart felt heavy, and she looked outside the house with an unkind expression. She put on her clothes and walked out of the house.
Chapter 47 Peach Blossom Tribulation (7)
I saw Gongziyu dressed in red, waving the whip in his hand, and the Yin spirits came one after another. Gongziyu seemed to be struggling.
Seeing such a scene, Zi Yingluo couldn't help feeling weak. Damn man, doesn't he know that these Yin spirits are not something ordinary people can deal with? A red flame slowly burned in the palm of her hand, and the Yin spirits attacking Gong Ziyu moved away from him.
Yu, rushed towards Zi Yingluo. Gongzi Yu opened his eyes wide and said, "Zi Yingluo, get out of the way if you are too close." He said and ran towards Zi Yingluo.
Looking at the Yin spirits so close at hand, Zi Yingluo waved her hand, and the flames left her palms and burned violently. The Yin spirits flew towards the flames like moths, and slowly disappeared into ashes.
Gong Ziyu looked at Zi Yingluo in disbelief, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Let's go." Zi Yingluo glanced at the stunned Gong Ziyu indifferently, turned around and walked towards the house. Suddenly, she felt a chill on her neck. Zi Yingluo stopped, looked at the dagger pressed against her neck, and then looked at Gong Ziyu.
"What's the meaning"?
"Tell me, who are you? You are not Zi Yingluo at all." Gong Ziyu slowly moved his body and came to Zi Yingluo. His eyes were extremely sharp and he looked down at Zi Yingluo.
Zi Yingluo's expression was cold, with a dangerous light in her eyes. She glanced at Gong Ziyu indifferently and said, "I am Zi Yingluo."
Hearing this, Gong Ziyu slowly advanced the dagger in his hand, and a bloodstain immediately appeared on Zi Yingluo's white and tender neck.
Gong Ziyu chuckled lightly, "You are not Zi Yingluo at all. I am also curious as to why a person suddenly changed so completely. If it weren't for what you did tonight, I would not have known that the real Zi Yingluo had been swapped."
Gong Ziyu blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes, "You're curious about how I know that, aren't you? Let me tell you, only people from the Tiannu clan know this kind of magic." Gong Ziyu looked at Zi Yingluo in confusion, "Could it be.