The vast devilish energy and neat sounds rang like a bell, and the entire space seemed to be trembling slightly.

Yun Qingyan squinted his eyes to look at the frontmost boundary.

Although it was a posture of allegiance, not only did he not lower his head, but instead held his head high, his red lips slightly rose, and a pair of narrow purple eyes shed light.

If Yun was asked to find a word to describe the light, it would be-aggressive.

Being rebellious and respectful and obedient on the surface, he didn't actually put himself in a low profile.

This is the first time Yun Qingyan has seen the face under the mask of Jiang Wuya-a beautiful and charming face, like a poisonous mandala, beautiful and dangerous.

He stretched out his white and slender hand, trying to hold Yun Qingyan's hand, "Your Majesty, Wu Ya will take you to the palace."

"Huh!" A sharp wind passed.

Jiang Wuya quickly retracted his hand, but the white fingertips still seeped a little bright red.

He licked his lips lightly, and the ghostly purple eyes flickered slightly, "I was so cruel when I came up. Your Majesty really makes me sad."

"Pretend." Yun said with a cold snort, and her figure quickly backed away. She was about to summon other Warcraft companions, but found that this space seemed to be restricted. She couldn't communicate until Xuanjie couldn't contact Warcraft, nothing. Can not do!

Even the flow of the star power gradually stagnated.

Yun Qingyan narrowed his eyes to look at Jiang Wuya, and a long knife instantly appeared in his right hand, ready to strike him.

But she is fast, and Jiang Wuya is fast.

Several black vines entangled the cloud like an electric snake, and a cold touch came from his skin.

"Your Majesty should go to sleep first."

He stretched out his hand to catch the unconscious person, gently hugged the person in his arms, and the corners of his mouth provoked a slight arc.

"Jian Wuya! What are you doing?!" Seeing Jiang Wuya's trespass, Bai Shang roared angrily, turning into a prototype and rushing towards him.

However, Jiang Wuya just lifted his eyelids slightly, and his mysterious purple eyes glanced at him, and Bai Shang was set in place.

"Jiang Wuya!" Bai Shang yelled unwillingly, "You are a betrayal! You white-eyed wolf!

If it wasn't the master..."

Before he could finish his words, his chin was crushed by a white and slender finger, and the clicking sound made people feel painful, and Bai Shang could not say the rest of the words.

"Betrayal?" Jiang Wuya looked at Bai Shang, with purple glow in his sly eyes, he stretched out his hand and brushed Yun Qingyan's cheeky face, "No way~

She abandoned me first~"

He was obviously smiling, but there was a complicated and indistinguishable light in those eyes.

"As for you." He looked at Bai Shang, with a certain malice in his eyes, "You are even more pathetic, just a ray of...the remnant soul whose mind has been deceived."

After he said this sentence, a purple light in his hand patted Carlos inside.

"Wow." The snow-white wolf king screamed, and his body quickly shrank, turning into a dying little wolf and fell to the ground.

Jiang Wuya wanted to kill it directly, when he suddenly remembered that there was still a contract between this little wolf and Yun Qingyan. When the contracted beast died, the owner would also receive a certain backlash.

"Bring it to the dungeon." Jiang Wuya told the people behind him, and soon someone took Carlos down.

...

When Yun Qingyan woke up again, his goal was a large ornate curtain.

Her head was muddy, as if she had been hit with a heavy hammer, and she was very blurred even when she looked at things.

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