The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 532 Who is she?
Qi Jinghuan laughed Leng Xie, and his strength suddenly increased several times, but when the countless fragments flooded into his mind, he frowned almost invisible, and it disappeared in a flash.

Qi Jinghuan's speed of breaking through the seal was much faster than Luoyan Shangshen imagined, his eyes fell on Xie Wanrong in the wind circle below, could it be because of her?
He tightened his brows, "Back to the God Realm!"

If they want to capture Qi Jinghuan who has broken through the seal, they have to think long-term, and they are definitely no match for fighting.

Lan Yao watched several venerables disappear before her eyes one by one, she clenched her fists, frowned and glared at Xie Wanrong, with a look of hatred for iron, she turned around and disappeared into the sky.

And Mo Xie, who was standing on the ground in a suit, looked at the battle just now, and those people in the God Realm who disappeared in front of his eyes, his brain hurt, and the familiar scene became clear in an instant. The moment Qi Jinghuan landed on the ground, he rushed up fiercely and grabbed his skirt tightly: "It's you!"

Qi Jinghuan, who broke through the seal, his facial features became more erect, and the coldness naturally exuded from his body made people shudder. There was a cold light in his deep purple eyes, and with a light snort, he pushed Mo Xie away easily, and said calmly: " I won't kill you."

Mo Xie punched him in the face and gritted his teeth: "I will kill you!"

The punch hit Qi Jinghuan's face was insignificant, Qi Jinghuan frivolously swept towards Mo Xie, and didn't kill him angrily, but steadily missed his body and walked towards Xie Wanrong.

Just in time, the wind circle in front of him disappeared, Xie Wanrong raised the corners of his lips, propped himself up and stepped forward, the dark clouds on the edge of the sky had dissipated, and the slightly warm sun illuminated the earth again.

Against the light, she couldn't see his face clearly, one step closer, he was only a few steps away from her, Xie Wanrong was full of joy, but when she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face clearly, she stopped in her tracks.

That face—was it her illusion?
Sujing, the devil in that book, they are getting closer and closer, even overlapping, Xie Wanrong's fingers are slightly stiff, if that book is a real thing that happened...

The corners of Xie Wanrong's lips parted slightly, and he murmured softly: "Su Jing..."

Qi Jinghuan's complexion changed slightly, his deep purple eyes suddenly tightened, and he suddenly grabbed her wrist: "What did you say?"

Xie Wanrong shook her head: "It's nothing, are you injured?"

Qi Jinghuan frowned slightly, and carefully hugged Xie Wanrong into his arms, his cold chin resting on her forehead, and his soft voice lingered in her ears: "Wan'er."

The sound of Wan'er unknowingly merged with Su Jing's voice.

Xie Wanrong's body stiffened, probably because she was a little sensitive after experiencing the plot in that book, she was not sure whether the Wan'er he was talking about was her or someone else.

"Wan'er, you are not allowed to use your spiritual power these days, I will protect you."

Xie Wanrong nodded, and then Qi Jinghuan let her go, with tenderness in his eyes, he pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Suddenly Mo Xie appeared beside Xie Wanrong, and his long and narrow eyes looked at Xie Wanrong again. With a smile on his lips, he raised the corner of his mouth unscrupulously, raised his eyebrows to look at Qi Jinghuan, and repeated Qi Jinghuan's address: "Wan'er?"

Xie Wanrong suddenly looked at Mo Xie, this man who has lived for thousands of years, what did he think of!
There was a cold light in Qi Jinghuan's eyes, and he kicked Mo Xie out, "Get out!"

(End of this chapter)