The right protector was so annoyed by these two people that he couldn't get away. He glanced at Yunque who was screaming and was annoyed. He gave a quick order: "Protect her." Yunque couldn't die yet, she was still useful.
Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows.
She thought he was going to abandon Yunque and run away.
After all, no one can escape once the fourth color of her domain ends.
The right protector was entangled by Ye Qinghan, and Ye Qiao's eyes kept wandering on Yun Que, thinking about how to catch her without anyone noticing.
Just as she was thinking deeply, the sword spirit floated out from the sword. The girl's purple skirt was slightly lifted, and her posture was as graceful as a startled wild goose. She smiled and greeted her cordially, "Qiaoqiao."
Ye Qiao looked over.
The elegant and beautiful lady blinked and said, "I'm looking forward to meeting you. I've been looking forward to it for a long time."
She is the only spiritual sword that is compatible with Ye Qiao's spiritual roots.
The two of them are the most suitable match, and neither Feixianjian nor Bu Jianjun can refute this.
Jinghong had specially observed that, apart from other sword spirits, the easiest to deal with was the Frost Sword.
That Loli is a natural idiot. At present, Jinghong feels that his status among these sword spirits full of coquettish and slutty girls is absolutely transcendent.
The ability of the Jinghong Sword is absolutely special.
This sword spirit can bring the advantages of her heavenly spiritual roots to the extreme. If one's spiritual roots are one grade lower than hers at the same realm, it would be difficult for him to block Ye Qiao's sword.
Ye Qiao smiled back: "Me too."
Otherwise, he wouldn't have tried every possible means to temper the Jinghong Sword.
The moment I held the Jinghong Sword, the feeling of unity of mind and body was something I had never experienced before.
Now is not the time to talk. Jinghong Jian blinked and understood what she meant.
The deep purple sword spirit merged into the sword again and turned into a phantom. Ye Qiao shook his wrist and lightning formed a cage, which he swung down.
The right protector sensed the strong murderous aura and his heart skipped a beat. He moved faster than his brain and dodged in advance.
However, Ye Qiao's target was never him from the beginning to the end.
Compared to the right protector, her attention was all on Yunque. She had killed Yunque once before, but that time she only killed half of Yunque's soul.
He was also warned by the thunder tribulation of heaven.
Now that Ye Qinghan is present, I don’t know if I can kill her.
The sword energy entangled and formed a purple cage, which was lightly thrown over Yun Que's head. Yun Que, with his cultivation level of just a Golden Core, faced a battle between three gods present and hid among the group of demons without noticing anything wrong.
By the time Ye Qiao's sword energy passed by, it was too late for her to dodge.
The cage formed by sword energy caught her. Ye Qiao hooked his wrist and brought Yun Que to him. Facing the cage that was surrounded by purple electric current and was extremely dangerous, Yun Que's face turned slightly pale.
At this moment she was just panicked, not very scared.
When she fell into Xie Chuxue's hands, the man simply locked her up.
Yun Que was sure that they could not kill him.
If a group of ordinary people killed him, they would be struck by lightning. It was also when he was in the demon clan that Yun Que learned of his unique identity.
The girl of luck.
This status is no less than a golden medal of immunity from death.
When Yun Que first heard the news, her whole body was trembling with excitement, and she could already imagine Yue Qingzong's regretful expression.
But no matter how excited she was, Yun Que never had any sense of reality about this identity. Later, when Chang Mingzong caught her, he simply imprisoned her. From that moment on, Yun Que completely realized that they dared not touch her.
"Ye Qinghan." Ye Qiao shook the cage woven with lightning in his hand, "Why don't you try to see if you can stab her?"
If Ye Qiao tried to poke her, it would most likely fail.
This is also the reason why Yunque is fearless.
"It's useless for me to go." Ye Qinghan frowned, "At that time, Song Hansheng used your crossbow, and several consecutive arrows all deviated."
She really didn't know there was such a thing. Ye Qiao smacked her lips, "When did Song Hansheng become so bad?"
Mu Chongxi: "This is not a question of whether he is a bad player or not. Don't you think it's weird that a Yuanying stage player missed several arrows when shooting at a Jindan stage player? Song Hansheng's accuracy is pretty good."
Even Mu Chongxi, a simple-minded man, came to his senses and realized that ordinary people were not worthy of killing Yun Que.
"I think..." Zhou Xingyun said slowly, "Ye Qinghan can give it a try."
"After all, you two are a match made in heaven."
The son of luck and the daughter of luck, they are a match made in heaven.
Ye Qinghan said coldly: "This is disgusting, shut up."
Zhou Xingyun laughed, and the sarcasm became even stronger.
Ye Qinghan looked at him coldly, not understanding what Zhou Xingyun was thinking.
Yun Que was extremely angry when he saw them discussing how to kill him without paying any attention to others.
"What do you think? We found the person, but we don't know why there is such a problem." Yue Qingan thought for a while: "Did your uncle leave any words? Did he tell us how to kill her?"
Yue Qingan was quite interested in Chang Mingzong's mysterious uncle.
Ye Qiao spread his hands, "No."
Mu Chongxi curled his lips: "Our uncle never speaks human language."
Moreover, Xie Chuxue still couldn't guess who instructed Yunque to do all these things.
They could only guess and imagine that the man's goal might be the same as that of the demons.
“That person should be the one who also has his eyes on the spiritual weapon. He wants to open the gate of heaven and ascend to heaven.” Zhu You narrowed his eyes.
That was good, at least it didn't destroy the world. Otherwise, their disciples would have been busy later.
Ascension...
This word is still far away for them now. But when it comes to the topic of soaring, doesn't Ye Qiao have a ready-made one?
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