Jun Wuchen noticed his scrutinizing and cold gaze, but remained calm. He looked over as well, with a slight arc on his thin lips.
Two men of similar stature and different auras looked at each other, examined each other, their eyes collided in the air, and the air seemed to crackle with sparks.
The atmosphere is inexplicably subtle and weird.
Yun Luo was sandwiched between the two of them, looking at this and that.
In an instant, she had a strange illusion——
It seems like two beasts are evaluating each other in front of them, secretly rubbing their claws, ready for a fight at any time!
Of course, this "big fight" mainly refers to Qinglong.
He was exuding strong hostility, like a ferocious beast that had been invaded. It was grinding its teeth and eager to kick the intruder eight hundred miles away.
As an intruder, Jun Wuchen, on the contrary, seemed to be strolling leisurely.
His smile is elegant and his aura is hidden, just like the king of beasts who slowly intrudes into other people's territory, licks his paws and lies down on the spot, with dangerous aggression in his every move.
Yun Luo's eyebrows couldn't stop beating: "..."
An embarrassing drop of cold sweat slid down between the hair on my forehead.
What is going on??
The atmosphere was stagnant for a long time, just when Yun Luo was restless and wanted to break the deadlock.
Qinglong suddenly raised the corners of his lips and laughed: "Prince Jing, right? I've heard of your name, and Luoluo also told me about your oolong marriage."
Jun Wuchen remained calm: "Oh?"
Oolong?
Is this how she described it?
Yun Luo felt an inexplicable chill running down his spine, and said with a dry smile: "Well, Brother Qinglong..."
"Luoluo, help me." Qinglong interrupted her and stretched out his hand.
Yun Luo subconsciously leaned forward, helped him stand up, and asked with concern: "Can you stand up? Does the wound on your body feel better?"
Jun Wuchen's hand was originally on her shoulder, but as soon as she leaned forward, his palm suddenly became empty.
His hand froze slightly, then slowly retracted it and hid it in his sleeve.
Qinglong glanced at him proudly, then returned his gaze to Yun Luo, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's much better now. The effect of the elixir you refined has always been very good."
Yun Luo felt relieved and helped him stand up.
Qinglong is very tall, and most warriors have perfect figures.
Although his clothes were dirty and full of stench, they could not hide his good figure with broad shoulders and long legs. Standing on the same spot, he was as tall and slender as a javelin, almost as good as Jun Wuchen.
"Luoluo, do you still have the clothes I left here with you? Give me a set and I'll change them."
Qinglong smiled and stretched out his hand, meaning: "It's so rude of me to meet guests like this."
Yun Luo didn't think much and nodded: "Okay."
She took out a black outfit directly from the storage ring and handed it to him. After thinking about it, she added a towel and water bag.
"The conditions in the secret cell are limited, so wipe yourself first and then change clothes, that's right."
Yun Luo took out another small bottle and handed it to him as well, "This is a fragrant pill to remove the smell. Just crush it and apply it on your body. It should be able to eliminate a lot of the rancid smell."
"I know, you go out first, I'll change clothes."
Qinglong took these bits and pieces and nodded with a smile.
He actually wanted to distract Yun Luo, but the reason was just and aboveboard.
It’s not easy for Yun Luo to refuse.
She originally wanted to drag Jun Wuchen out with her and secretly say a few words to him, but Jun Wuchen stood still, so Yun Luo had no choice but to go out by himself.