Yue gently saw the green spots clearly leaving the pill and landing on Duanmuchen's head.

"don't want!"

Yue gently shouted in her heart.

Her hands were still stretching out towards the direction where Duanmu Chen was, her face was extremely pale.

She thought that if she could protect Duanmu Chen, at least she would not let the soul-devouring insects get involved in him.

As a result, when she got along with Yin Tingting, she was at a disadvantage.

Yin Tingting controlled the pill to stop at Duanmuchen's mouth and rotated, and at the same time controlled the soul-devouring insect to fly towards Duanmuchen's head.

As long as those soul-devouring insects can fall on Duanmuchen's head, they can enter his sea of ​​consciousness and then control him.

By then, this man belongs to her.

She wanted to watch Yue Qingqing be scratched by her beloved man, die in sadness and despair after suffering from purgatory.

Let's see how she can take away the attention of the world.

Humph, what is the mage of Donghuang's first formation? He also said that he is as famous as himself and is worthy?

Xuan Wuqing looked at his hands in disbelief.

What's going on? What's going on?

She obviously didn't think about attacking Yue Qingqing, why was her hands out of control?

She can't figure it out!

The more you can't figure it out, the more terrifying it makes people feel.

She was so scared that she collapsed on the ground, her face was pale and her cold sweat was clear.

"Young Master Chen, please take the pills obediently!" Yin Tingting's eyes shone brightly.

When the Soul-Devouring Cellworm was about to land on Duanmuchen's head, he controlled the pill to his lips.

"Little Juju!" Suddenly, a tender voice sounded.

It was like thunder storming on the ground, scaring everyone.

A golden chrysanthemum appeared from above Duanmuchen's head. As the chrysanthemum swayed, a pair of dark and savage eyes appeared.

Those soul-devouring insects, including the top-grade immortal pills, were all involved in the golden chrysanthemums by a mysterious force.

Yue Qingqing relaxed her heart, supported the ground with one hand, and landed steadily on the ground.

She returned to Duanmuchen, hugged Xiaojuhua, and rubbed her face intimately.

Xiao Juhua was immediately frightened: "Master, Ju is still a tender daisy, and she will never surrender under your swaying hook or guidance."

Yue paused gently, and changed to hugging, and her fingers fell on the chrysanthemum above her head.

The originally blooming chrysanthemum immediately closed its petals and sucked her fingers tightly.

Crystal tears flashed in Ju Ye’s dark eyes: “It cannot explode, master, it cannot explode!”

Several black lines suddenly fell on Yue Qingqing's head. She didn't have that heavy taste to burst a pet beast's chrysanthemum?

"Little Juhua, are you okay?"

"You are about to explode my chrysanthemum, how could I be fine?" Xiao chrysanthemum shouted.

"Tell me well!" Yue Qing's voice sank.

"Master, don't poke Xiao Juhua's ass/eyes, it will hurt!" Xiao Juhua said again in a very quiet voice.

Yue gently threw it into Yue Xiaoxuan's arms.

It seems that nothing is wrong if you can still play tricks for so long.

When Yue Xiaoxuan saw her mother's expression, she knew that Xiao Juhua must have said something again.

I really want to know what the voice of the little chrysanthemum is like, but unfortunately it can only communicate with her mother.

At this time, Duanmu Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes.

When he saw the scene in front of him, his expression instantly became extremely gloomy.
Chapter completed!