Yun Qingyan's whole body exploded with hair, and he took Jiang Wuya's hand with the flow, and used the force on his hand to bully himself!

The two were very close at this time. If they attacked Yun Qingyan, they would definitely hurt Jiang Wuya first.

Sure enough, after this, the fierce wind was suddenly intercepted by another faster force!

"Bang!" Two powerful forces collided in the middle, and the strong wind blew the soil and the grass chips were flying!

Even though he used Jiang Wuya as a shield, Yun Qingyan could still feel the horror of that power.

She was shocked!

Revered rank!

At least the power of two masters of the rank!

Is there such a master around Jiang Wuya?

Even the master of the rank of priests obeyed his orders. What is Jiang Wuya's identity?

In terms of status, the Southern Xinjiang Kingdom and Bei'an Kingdom are not much different. They are both located in the north and have thin Yuan power.

In Bei'an, even a Xuan-level Yuan Master can be respected as a god, and there is a respectful master who is a bodyguard by an ordinary third prince of the Southern Xinjiang Kingdom?

This is really incredible.

While Yun Qingyan was thinking, she didn't see a pair of charming purple eyes looking at him tightly above her head.

The strong wind seemed to have a dark purple head flying, and the black robe flew, but the expression on that face did not change at all.

"Use this temple as a shield? Huh?"

A low and silly voice came from above. Jiang Wuya looked at the person in front of him who seemed to be tight and timid, but was actually calculating all the time. He curled his red lips with a charming red curl and leaned towards Yun Qingyan, his purple eyes were deep, and his tone was dangerous.

The voice was extremely small and light, charming and hoarse, like a whisper between "qingren", which only the two parties involved could hear.

Yun Qingyan's heart skipped a beat, but she lowered her head and shook her shoulders slightly, portraying the image of a timid boy who was afraid of things to the fullest, "Don't...Don't kill me."

I...I have money.

Woo woo woo woo woo, take me back, I... can pay you a generous reward!"

The image of a rich young master who is timid, afraid of trouble, cherishes his life, is rich, and is raised by his family. It is the character she disguised at this time!

Jiang Wuya curled his red lips, but he gently placed his hand on the head of the "teenager" who was shrinking in front of him, and rubbed it very gently as if he was stroking his beloved pet.

Yun Qingyan's skin tightened all over his body, and he instantly got goose bumps.

The moment Jiang Wuya covered her hand, she felt the illusion of being licked by cold snakes.

Just heard, the slightly silly sweet voice asked slowly with a little smile,

"Since you are so rich, wouldn't it be easier to kill you and take away all your money?"

Yun Qingyan: "..." Damn this pervert! Don't follow the routine!

She lowered her head, her eyes were slightly red, and she was pitiful and miserable, "I... all the money I carried with me was plundered by those evil servants. You... I won't get anything if you kill me.

Why not let me go and wait until I get home and I will repay you well!"

In one sentence, he said the reason why he fell to the bottom of the cliff without any trace. There is no need to say more, saying more or making mistakes, and only revealing a little details will make it more trustworthy to people like Jiang Wuya.

"Oh?" Jiang Wuya raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

Just when Yun Qingyan thought he believed, the person in front of him changed his voice, his tone was low and dangerous, with the murderous intent of a sting. "Do you think this palace is like a person who is short of money?"
Chapter completed!