The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Luo Qingyu's black line, can't he rise slower?

The heart of an ordinary person would not be able to bear such a sudden rocket-like rush of several thousand meters!

Even an astronaut would have brain congestion when the rocket he was sitting on suddenly rose, let alone her?

The clouds on both sides rolled and flew past him, and the wind was so cold that Luo Qingyu's hair and clothes were all bulging.

Such a high altitude and such a speed make Luo Qingyu not dare to let go no matter what he holds tightly... [

"Let go!" Di Shiyin's voice came coldly.

Luo Qingyu was stunned, only to realize that she was still hugging his waist.

His face blushed slightly, but he didn't dare to let go, for fear that if he let go, he would fall from the height of a thousand meters...

"Let go!" Di Shiyin said again, this time with ice in his voice.

Luo Qingyu choked, he was serious!

Now he doesn't seem to like her touching and approaching...

She gritted her teeth, turned her heart, and let go of her arms, but the strong inertia made her fly out of the clouds!

As soon as Luo Qingyu's body was suspended in the air, she flew straight down!

Seeing the gray-white earth rushing towards her face, Luo Qingyu smiled wryly in her heart, falling from such a high altitude, even the best lightness kung fu is useless...

"Pfft!" Her body seemed to be plunged into the pile of cotton, and the 'cotton' hit by the huge inertia also trembled a few times and tilted downward.

Even so, Luo Qingyu was sore from the fall.

She jumped up and looked up at the cold silver mask of God Shiyin. His voice was colder than the mask: "Why are you so careless?"

Luo Qingyu: "..."

She clenched her fist. He thought everyone was like him, a god? !

He rides the cloud so fast, and she has nothing to rely on, how could he stand on it?

She took a breath and smiled faintly: "Master, I'm not a god, I'm just a mortal!"

There was an uncontrollable grievance in her heart that wanted to rush forward, so she turned her eyes away.

Di Shiyin also seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lingered on her for a while: "Does that matter?" His tone was a little gentler this time.

Luo Qingyu pursed her lips and turned her head: "It's okay." [

Di Shiyin didn't speak anymore, and rose again on the clouds, but this time, his speed slowed down a lot.

Luo Qingyu sat on the cloud, although the wind still made it hard for her to open her eyes, but at least she didn't fall down so hopelessly.

Although she was still a little unstable, she would rather sit on the cloud than hug him again...

The two finally returned to Mount Luojia.

The scene on Luojia Mountain was the same as Luo Qingyu imagined when he left, it was a mess swept away by monster soldiers.

All the courtyards were demolished, and of course, the Snowmelt Valley was not spared. There was only a bare mountain peak left on it, and even the walls were demolished.No need to think about it, this must be Feng Xiaoxun's 'credit'.

It can be seen how crazy the big devil was when he figured it out and came back...

Fortunately, when the two left, they dismissed all the disciples of the Purple Lotus Sect, so that the possible losses were minimized. Bleak Bleak 