Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 139 The Demon King of Cold Love (10)

For others, the very powerful restriction is vulnerable to An Wan's dragon claw...

Nine-clawed golden dragon, An Wan only stretched out one of its claws, and lightly poked at the restriction.

"boom!"

"boom!"

In an instant, the powerful restriction exploded like a bubble.

A powerful spiritual power spread out in all directions, An Wanlong opened her mouth, and all the spiritual power that had nowhere to go was sucked into her body.

After solving this restriction, An Wan returned to her real body and took human form.

In the cave, just as Chu Yan put An Wan on the bed and covered her with a quilt, An Wan opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, Chu Yan was bending over, and their faces were so close that they could even feel each other's warm breath spraying on each other's faces.

An Wan's face was calm, without any waves, her eyes were very clear and clean, without the slightest... shyness or rejection.

Chu Yan, on the other hand, suddenly met An Wan's eyes, and his heart trembled uncontrollably for some reason.

A strange yet familiar emotion hit his heart, which made him unable to explain clearly...

"You..." Chu Yan looked at her strangely.

"I told you I'm fine." An Wan said.

Chu Yan: "..."

People who are fine will suddenly go into a coma?
Will suddenly turn pale?
Thinking of this, Chu Yan couldn't help but pause.

He looked carefully at An Wan's face again, and found that the paleness on her face had faded at some point, and her delicate and smooth skin had turned rosy.

"What are you doing?"

Just when Chu Yan and An Wan's eyes met, a sudden cold male voice sounded.

Chu Yan immediately got up and drew his sword to aim at the visitor.

Seeing the cold and peerless First Immortal in midair, An Wan wasn't too surprised...

As early as when she broke the restriction, she knew that the man Ling Mo Xianzun would definitely come.

That's why she hastily withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and woke up.

Immortal Ling Mo's cold gaze swept across Chu Yan, and then fell on An Wan who was behind Chu Yan.

His eyes paused on An Wan's face for a few seconds, and there was a trace of nostalgia hidden deep in his black eyes.

"Xiao Wan, come here..."

An Wan gave him a sideways look and ignored him.

Seeing this, Immortal Ling Mo's face became colder and colder, and the hand placed by his side was also slowly tightened.

"Xiao Wan, come here to be beside me!" Immortal Ling Mo said again.

An Wan turned over and jumped off the bed, walked up to Chu Yan's side, and stared coldly at Immortal Ling Mo in midair.

"Could it be that Immortal Master Lingmo is too old to have a bad memory?"

"Master? I, Anwan, don't have a master!"

Hearing this, Ling Mo's expression darkened, and he stared at An Wan with unpredictable expressions.

"Xiao Wan, I will give you one last chance as a teacher, come here!"

"..."

An Wan stood there expressionless, her expression was exactly the same as that of Chu Yan beside her.

Seeing this scene, Immortal Ling Mo was completely angry!

He waved his sleeves, trying to send Chu Yan flying.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yan looked extremely weak, but in the face of his attack, he was able to stand motionless in place.

Seeing this, Ling Mo Immortal Venerable couldn't help showing a faint surprise on his cold and peerless face.

Obviously, he didn't expect that Chu Yan, looking so young, could block his blow.

Although, he only used two layers of spiritual power for this attack, and it was just a random wave.

But even so, the first genius with the best aptitude and the highest cultivation base among the younger generation of Tianxinzong could not do what Chu Yan did...

(End of this chapter)