Qin Luo World: Concubine Yu, Don't Play Ambiguous

Chapter 72 I Believe In You 8
At this moment, he suddenly felt how happy it is to be ignored by the young master, ignore me, ignore me.

"Oh, why does he look like this? I never take advantage of others." Yiqin pursed her lips and said seriously.

Not taking advantage of people's danger, the hidden guards in the secret almost couldn't help but spit out, even if their boss knelt for another ten days and a half months, this arrogant girl would not be able to take advantage of the danger.

"I don't raise waste." Li Luo brought Yi Qin to his side, wiped off the residue from the corners of her mouth dotingly, and added: "If you win, I will give him to you, along with dozens of people under his command." .”

Boom, the glasses fell to the ground.

An Yu, An Lei, and An Dian who were following behind Li Luo looked at each other for a long time. This person is really their iron-blooded and ruthless master.

That pampering action, that generous tone, the three of them raised their eyebrows together, a man in love really can't be theorized as usual.

A dark moon is worth a thousand troops.

This girl can't help but make them look at her differently, her weight in the master's heart is much higher than what they estimated.

"Don't go back on your word." Yiqin was in a good mood, a strong general had no weak soldiers, so it was a good deal to accept a strong general as his younger brother.

The wind suddenly picked up, and the autumn wind slowly.

Yiqin was wearing a long lavender dress, which fluttered slightly in the autumn wind, and the backlash barriers all over her body rose up, rippling under the sunlight.

Anfeng had a bitter expression on his face, he was dressed in black and stood tall, and his scruffy beard couldn't conceal the mighty aura exuding from his body.

Led by Li Luo, everyone took a step back, leaving space for the two of them.

All of a sudden, Yiqin gathered Qi for his benefit, and a strong gale rushed towards the dark wind, as fast as lightning, and the momentum was overwhelming.

An Feng flashed his figure, waved his embroidered robe lightly, lifted the fallen leaves all over the ground, and rushed towards Yi Qin, like a hot spring coming from all directions to surround her.

Yiqin came forward with both palms, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up, threatening to swallow the falling leaves.

Boom, the neat fallen leaves scattered all over the ground, falling one after another.

Yiqin's figure moved, and two figures, one purple and one black, fought in close quarters.

Yiqin was unscrupulous, her palms pressed directly against Anfeng's collarbone, Anfeng dodged skillfully, but did not dare to use her full strength, back and forth, the overwhelming force was like falling to the bottom of the sea, without seeing the waves.

(End of this chapter)