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

Chapter 93 My Lord, I am Xue Ji
Even Xue Ji, who was hiding behind the sky-reaching tree, could not withstand this [-]% of her mental strength, and was unable to move.

She looked at Qi Jinghuan's tall and straight figure, he was standing in a ray of warm light, and there was a voice in her heart telling her that he - is the Lord.

She trusts her feelings.

When facing Qi Jinghuan, he gave her the same feeling as the Lord, unquestionable, making people obey him involuntarily.

He seemed to be born to be admired.

"Wan'er, can you still hold on?"

Qi Jinghuan asked in a low voice, but his mental strength was not withdrawn, but his brows were slightly tightened.

"can……"

Xie Wanrong tried her best to squeeze out a word from between her teeth. If she couldn't hold on to this point, how would she go on the road ahead!
She clenched her teeth, knelt down on one knee suppressed by this mental force, pressed her fingers hard on the soil under her palm, her heart gradually tightened, and her breathing became rapid.

Her face was flushed red, and the spiritual power of the fire element was surging in her body, and the burning feeling seemed to swallow her up.

She... can't hold it anymore.

"what--!"

She raised her head and screamed, and in an instant, bursts of brilliance burst out of her body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

At the same time as Huaguang exploded, Qi Jinghuan's body shook in vain, and was suppressed by the invisible force radiating from Xie Wanrong's body and took two steps back, his dark pupils gradually tightened.

He strode forward and hugged Xie Wanrong in his arms, "Wan'er, how are you doing!"

Xie Wanrong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled: "It's okay, at least I broke through."

Tier [-] warrior.

But what is going on with that powerful force in her body?

Now Xie Wanrong has begun to doubt himself.

"puff--!"

Xue Ji couldn't hold back, a mouthful of blood spewed out, staining the front of her clothes red, she clutched her chest tightly, her face was as pale as paper, and her charming eyes stared at Xie Wanrong in disbelief.

Qi Jinghuan carefully hugged Xie Wanrong in his arms, and after checking her pulse to confirm that she was safe, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he glanced at the thick tree trunk tens of meters away, his voice was cold and harsh.

"get out!"

"I have no ill intentions…"

Xue Ji was seriously injured by this invisible blow, and she didn't have time to dodge. She pressed her chest and walked out from behind the tree trunk carefully.

She just wanted to confirm the suspicion in her heart.

Xie Wanrong looked up, is that dancer girl?
A dancer has followed here, and even this dancer is unusual.

She frowned, got up slowly, and said to Qi Jinghuan: "I'm really fine."

He calmed down the turbulent breath again, stood firm, and said in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

"Boom!" There was a resounding sound.

Xue Ji suddenly knelt at Qi Jinghuan's feet, "Master, I am Xue Ji! I am Xue Ji! Don't you remember me?"

She raised her bewitching face and stared at him bewilderedly.

"To shut up!"

Qi Jinghuan cut off Xue Ji's words with a loud rage, his eyes suddenly tightened, his face changed drastically, his slightly narrowed phoenix eyes gave off a cold light.

"Ah Huan, do you know her?"

Xie Wanrong glanced at Xue Ji who was kneeling on the ground, she called him Lord?

He looked at Qi Jinghuan suspiciously. According to normal people's thinking, shouldn't everyone be curious about why she called him Lord, for example, Xie Wanrong was very curious.

Instead of telling her to shut up violently like Qi Jinghuan.

"do not know!"

Qi Jinghuan exuded a terrifying aura, as if he had fallen into the abyss of a bottomless pit. He tilted his head, and softly uttered cold and decisive words: "Get out!"

　ask for a ticket~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)