My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Yun said that both hands were weakly drooping, and his expression was cold.

The power of Jiang Wuya simply doesn't match the realm he showed!

At least one level higher!

The bitter sea green lotus seeds in the body run for a week, and the wound that should have healed quickly seems to have encountered some obstacle, and the recovery is extremely slow!

It seems that the wounds caused by Jiang Wuya can still prevent the wounds from recovering!

There was a burst of pain from both hands, ten fingers connected to the heart, and Yun said that the pain was self-evident!

But except for her face a little pale, she didn't show any pain.

The pain of the ten fingers is even more painful than the pain of self-destruction in her previous life!

Moreover, the fight just now was not just her, Jiang Wuya... the pain should not be lighter than her!

Yun Qingyan's indifferent eyes fell on Jiang Wuya, who was arched in the distance, and was so painful at first sight, a sneer overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, whether it is a human or a monster, that place will always be the most vulnerable place for men.

Hmm...smooth feet, although rude and rude, the effect is always worthy of verification!

She used her full strength with that kick, no matter how strong Jiang Wuya was, she couldn't feel it.

After being kicked by her, he turned out to be just arching his waist in pain, instead of covering the place with his hands. By this time he was still dying of face? Gee...

"You!" Jiang Wuya suddenly raised his head, the killing intent and anger in the purple eyes behind the mask soared, and the gloomy killing intent was pouring out like a tide!

In an instant, there was an illusion of being stared at by the beast of the abyss, like falling ice cellar!

Yin Hongxiemei's lips pressed into a straight line, and the half of Jiang Wuya's exposed face was intertwined with anger and cold killing intent!

For the first time, the cynical, ghostly and laughing Three Highnesses showed such a gloomy killing intent. If they were replaced by someone else, they would be scared to death!

Yun said that she was not afraid at all, and the corners of her mouth were coldly provoked, as if the injury on her hand did not exist, she raised her eyebrows and sneered, "How does it feel to cut off grandchildren?"

Seeing Jiang Wuya still had the strength to stand up, a trace of regret flashed in Yun Qingyan's heart. It seemed that the power of that kick was still not enough!

Yun Qingyan's eyes are closely watching Borderless, and she looks leisurely, but only an expert can tell that her standing posture at this time can be offensive and defensive, and she is in the best state of preparation!

Even if the wrist can no longer move, but she still has elbows, knees, and feet. For a real master, the attack method is never restricted to one kind. Every part of the body can be turned into a weapon!

I thought Jiang Wuya would attack her angrily.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wuya gradually straightened up, the coldness and killing intent in his pupils gradually faded away, and that cynical, evil and charming smile gradually appeared on his face...

"Nah~"

There was a trace of hoarseness after the extreme pain in his voice, and a faint feeling of extravagance. In those purple eyes, there were faint purple lights shining, as if poisoned...

"Little cat... your kick really makes this hall unforgettable~"

The purple eyes, unlike humans, stared at Yun Qingyan closely, as if staring affectionately at the lover who remained unswervingly to death. In her eyes, she was the only one left!

Being stared at by those eyes, Yun Qingyan, who is not afraid of the sky and not afraid of the sky, has always been stunned by the sky, and there is a sense of fear and horror in his heart!

The tip of the ruddy tongue licked a circle of red lips, and Jiang Wuya's eyes were dangerously narrowed, and his voice was like a tangled voice, "The temple is deep, carved, grounded, remember, hold, now~"