Pei Qingran was silent for a while and then said:
"Who are you?"
Jiang Tingting blinked slightly, smiling happily in his heart.
Oh! I actually cooperated with her in acting, okay, okay.
Jiang Tingting pretended to blink blankly, looking at the man in white, waiting for his answer.
The man in white caressed his sleeves gently, looking like an immortal with cold eyes.
"Who are you? You are so brave, you actually broke into the ten-mile peach forest without permission."
As the man spoke, he flashed murderous intent, raised his hand and condensed his magic to attack Pei Qingran.
Can Jiang Tingting tolerate this?
…He actually wanted to kill her little villain in front of her, and he didn’t want to die!
Jiang Tingting stood directly in front of Pei Qingran and blocked the attack.
Poof...
She spat out a mouthful of blood and wiped the corner of her mouth, her lips turning red.
This person is indeed very powerful.
Seeing Jiang Tingting standing in front of Pei Qingran, the man in white had a dark look in his eyes, then he turned away, retracted his hand, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He knew Jiang Tingting was acting with him.
His little fox has always been very smart, and he can definitely guess that he is the person possessing Wen Zhiyu.
"Disciple, what are you doing?"
Jiang Tingting clicked her tongue, rolled her eyes, loosened her bones with her slender jade fingers, and curled her lips loosely, still arrogant.
"Say what you say, don't yell, still a disciple, I am your father!"
"...??"
Pei Qingran stood behind Jiang Tingting, looking at her back, his eyes moved slightly, then stepped forward, wrapped his long arms around her waist, and the familiar peach blossom fragrance came faintly.
He really didn't recognize Jiang Tingting at first, until she spoke, this was his Tingting.
"Listen."
He shouted in confirmation.
Jiang Tingting raised his eyes, those peach blossom eyes... that face was simply beautiful.
Extremely flamboyant, extremely demonic and extremely pure, the fusion of the two is just right.
"Shut up."
Jiang Tingting didn't know how Pei Qingran fell into the dream, but he thought that this method must be at the cost of hurting himself. If there was no cost, he would tell her early in the morning instead of hiding it from her. p>
Pei Qingran stopped talking for a moment.
When you’re angry, you’re angry, and being angry is so charming.
The man in white over there has an inexplicable smile on his face.
"Little fox, it's not a good thing that you like him so much."
When Pei Qingran heard this, he frowned and his eyes turned cold for a moment.
Who is this person? He just called him disciple, and now he calls him little fox?
"It's none of your business." After Pei Qingran said these four words, Jiang Tingting sneered and continued:
"Eat carrots and worry less."
The man in white clothes was not annoyed. He lowered his eyes and straightened his clothes, smiled casually, and then suddenly took action, a big hollow palm heading towards Pei Qingran, which was full of depression.
Although this was Jiang Tingting's dream, she couldn't control it at all, and she couldn't even move.
Jiang Tingting watched Pei Qingran being tightly grasped and tightened by the big palm without any resistance...
Pei Qingran's breathing was weak, his face was horribly pale, and he passed out due to the pain of contraction, as if he would die in the next second.
Jiang Tingting's pupils suddenly stood up dangerously. Looking at the man in white with a leisurely expression, his anger grew wantonly. The illusory nine tails appeared behind him instantly... A bright red mark like snow flickered on his forehead.
The man in white noticed it, his eyes flashed with panic, he let go of Pei Qingran, and flew over to stop Jiang Tingting from running away.
However, in the next second, he was repelled by a terrifying force...