Chapter 227
"What a coincidence, I don't have the habit of giving away the things I like to others."
Ye Qing Luo's pink lips rose slightly, her long and narrow eyes were curved, glistening.
It was totally different from that extremely ordinary face.
Staring at that pair of eyes, Leng Feng Hua felt a chill in his heart, why did it feel … a little familiar?
Ye Qing Luo waved her feather fan, leisurely turned her head and looked at the leopard type mirage beast that was standing not far behind, staring at them vigilantly, revealing an amiable smile: "You, are you willing to leave with me?"
The little mirage beast's fur stood up, its beast eyes became even sharper.
Its mouth kept emitting a "roar roar" warning growl.
"How dare you! Do you know who you are talking to! "Ye Qing Qian reprimanded and walked quickly to Leng Feng Hua's side.
"This is the current Crown Prince, you two commoners, how dare you compete with the Crown Prince for the mirage beast, what crime do you deserve!"
Ye Qing Qian's face was sullen, her gentle eyes were also covered with solemnity.
Leng Feng Hua puffed out his chest under Ye Qing Qian's imposing words, both hands behind his back, displaying the posture of the Crown Prince.
After getting used to seeing Ye Qing Qian's gentle and pleasant look, suddenly seeing her acting like a motherly model, it was a different feeling.
Leng Feng Hua stared at Ye Qing Qian's gaze, revealing some meaning.
"Crown Prince?" Ye Qing Luo sneered disapprovingly, "So what? As long as it's something I want, even if the Emperor comes, I will not give it up. "
This indifferent attitude, made Leng Feng Hua who was used to being flattered, suddenly turn gloomy.
Ye Qing Luo even smiled at him provocatively.
"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit! This prince wants to see just how great your ability is! "
Leng Feng Hua clenched his five fingers, suddenly opened up, and released a palm wind, sweeping towards Ye Qing Luo's direction.
That palm wind, the imposing manner was like a rainbow, rapidly approaching.
The Mystic Profound Ninth Grade realm was indeed different from those low level cultivators.
This imposing manner, set off a powerful fluctuation, like a sharp blade, piercing through the air, directly into one's skin.
Ye Qing Luo's pink lips curved slightly, didn't dodge, the feather fan on her fingertips rotated a few times, sweeping a sunset afterimage, colliding with that palm wind.
"Rumble — —"
A huge collision sound exploded in the air.
Two majestic waves of Profound Qi surged in the air like the eruption of primordial power. One wave after another, they rolled in the air.
"Bang!" It exploded.
The ground, which was already cracked and sunken, was blasted into a huge crater.
The Magical Beast Forest was shaken once more.
"You … you can actually take my palm?!" Leng Feng Hua stared at Ye Qing Luo in disbelief, his chest kept heaving up and down as his eyes shot out a vicious look.
He was about to step into the Earth Profound Realm, and his current strength was above most of the Ninth Grade Mystic Profound Realm practitioners.
This woman actually managed to block his palm strike?
Ye Qing Luo sneered.
Just as he was about to turn around and approach the small illusory beast, his waist suddenly tightened.
The man held her waist domineeringly and said in a low voice, "Your task today is not him."
Following that, Ye Qing Luo felt her body turning light.
The man had already picked her up.
The little mirage beast was stunned for a moment before it leapt up and followed behind Di Mo Xuan.
Before Leng Feng Hua and the rest understood what had happened, they suddenly heard a burst of chaotic footsteps coming from behind them.
Only to see that the group of beasts that were constantly rushing forward seemed to have received a great stimulation.
One by one, they stopped their collective rush forward.
Instead, they ran around, rampaging through the entire Magical Beast Forest.