Chapter 547 The Emperor's Presence (1)

After he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head sharply, looked in one direction, a hint of inexplicable color appeared in his purple eyes, his figure was illusory, turned into countless Morpho butterflies, and disappeared.

The bloodthirsty vine that was entangled by the nine secluded purple poisonous weeds also regained freedom. Yun Qingyan was just about to call back the bloodthirsty vine, when his eyes suddenly swept across the purple butterfly, which was carrying a drop of her blood with its mouthparts. Not dead yet!

"Bloodthirsty, go!" A worry suddenly rose from Yun Qingyan's heart, and she hurriedly called for the bloodthirsty magic vine to hit the purple butterfly!

"Wow!" The flying Jiuyou purple poisonous weeds gathered, forming a barrier to block the bloodthirsty vines.

The purple butterfly carrying a drop of her blood instantly disappeared into the large team of purple Morpho butterfly.

Jiang Wuya Xiemei's low voice came from the sky, "Little cat, this drop of your blood will be accepted by this hall!"

A burst of low laughter came from the sky, "In the future, this hall will often come to you to play!

There will be an appointment later~”

"Wow!" A white Yuan force slashed towards the purple butterfly flying in the air!

The purple light and shadow in the sky suddenly flashed, and before the white Yuan force arrived, it disappeared instantly!

The drooping fingertips were still dripping with blood, and Yun Qingyan looked at the sky with her pupils. At this time, under the dark sky, there was no purple butterfly shining before.

Poisonous weeds, purple butterflies, and the treacherous mandala disappeared all at once. If it weren't for the deep knife mark on the ground, the rolling turf, and the pain in her hands, Yun Qingyan would have thought that the previous battle was just hers. a dream.

But... Jiang Wuya, why did you leave suddenly?

Yun Qingyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and doubts arose in her heart.

Judging from the state he was in when he left, he should still have some energy left, but at this time, he seemed to be fleeing in embarrassment.

Yes... embarrassed.

Although he looked very calm and elegant when he left, Yun Qingyan still faintly saw a bit of embarrassment, as if he was afraid of something.

This time Fangjiang Wuya left... I don't know how troublesome he will be next time I meet him.

Yun Qingyan frowned tightly.

Jiang Wuya's practice of using Yuan Zhe's flesh and blood as nutrients to enhance his strength is really strange.

Thinking of his charming purple eyes and iron claw-like hands, Yun Qingyan felt even more worried.

She can now be almost 100% sure that Jiang Wuya... is definitely not human.

So what is he...?

"Squeak!" The small rustling sound attracted Yun Qingyan's attention.

Yun Qingyan turned her head and saw that it was the bloodthirsty vine that she sent out to intercept Zidie but fluttered.

The delicate vines are clinging to her cautiously, like a child who has done something wrong, who wants to get close to the elders but is afraid to get close.

Seeing such a cautious appearance of the bloodthirsty vine that was originally cruel and frightening, Yun Qingyan couldn't help but chuckle, and the tension in his heart dissipated immediately.

She wanted to raise her hand to touch the delicate vine, but found that her hand could no longer be raised.

As if aware of Yun Qingyan's thoughts, the delicate vines of the bloodthirsty magic vine gently wrapped around her hand, moving very lightly, as if they were afraid of hurting her.

On the bloody wrist, bright red blood dripped into the bloodthirsty vine vines.

The vines that it gently wrapped around Yun Qingyan emitted a soft light, and a cool and refreshing feeling came from Yun Qingyan's pained hands.

The severe pain in the hands began to subside, and the hands began to recover at a slow pace.