Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

"Then if he is looking for my trouble, isn't it annoying?"

"It's a headache."

"What should I do, do I want to avoid the limelight?"

"Of course not. You follow the deity to see who dares to provoke you."

There was an undoubted taste in Jun Aohan's words.

Not to mention Chi Wanfeng, even Chi Xiaotian, who is known as the first strong man of Daluo, he will not be in the eye!

Who dares to hurt the person he loves the most, the only result is-die!

Ye Qingli collected all the spars and herbs.

Finally, she looked at the tripod.

Moved a bit, did not move.

"I like this thing very much. Will you take it back for me?"

Jun Aohan grabbed the tripod.

Found that Ding seemed to be welded up.

He turned around and found that Ding could move.

Then, turn hard.

Suddenly, the whole ground shook.

"what--"

There is a huge dark and huge space below.

It seemed like a bunch of crimson flames kept burning at the bottom.

Ye Qingli was caught off guard and fell off in a sudden.

"Be careful!"

Jun Aohan directly threw out the steel wire in his hand.

He grabbed a stalagmite hanging down with one hand.

One hand grabbed Ye Qingli, who almost fell.

Around the countless steel crossbows with flames, all flew towards them.

"Actually touched the organ!"

"It turns out that he is not only a pharmacist, but also an organist!"

All over the sky, the rain of arrows came.

A steel crossbow was nailed to the steel wire thrown by Jun Aohan.

The bodies of the two fell down quickly.

Countless wind noises kept sliding across their ears.

At this height, no matter whether he is a more powerful innate warrior, at this time, there is only one way to die.

At this time, Ye Qingli wished to hit him directly.

Is she okay to get that trip?

The two kept falling down, not knowing where the end was.

At this time, Ye Qingli suddenly saw, Jun Aohan's eyes, with a very calm and calm smile.

A pair of dark eyes sparkling brilliantly.

Like a star in the night sky.

Quiet, peaceful and fascinating.

Let her look fascinated instantly.

At this time, I heard Jun Aohan gently said to her.

"Sorry."

"what?"

Ye Qingli didn't react at once.

Does this seem to be the opposite?

You should tell him yourself, right?

Jun Aohan's two hands held Ye Qingli tightly in his arms.

He hugged her body vigorously, making Ye Qingli almost breathless.

This man seems to have never been so domineering and attached as he is now.

With a lot of unwillingness to self ...

He buried his head in Ye Qingli's hair.

It's almost like greedy sucking her fragrance.

"Sorry……"

"Why do you say that ..."

"I was still thinking about fulfilling your wish, but now it seems that it may not work."

Jun Aohan's heart slowly sank to the bottom.

From all around, he sensed a very heavy death.

Here, it should have entered the Jedi.

Unlike at the Lishan Mountain Palace, he had the opportunity to escape.

Here ... there is no way out!

"What wish?"

"Yes, your wish to kill the ghost king ..."

"Aren't you really playing?"