Chapter 580 Is Really Just Angry at Him
It turned out that the master was really just angry with each other!
Fengyi Qinglangwang twitched his lips speechlessly, he really couldn't figure out when his mature and stern master who had always been prudent and self-controlled became so naive.
But that man...
As soon as he thought of the breath of Emperor Jiuque, a trembling from his blood spread throughout the limbs of the Windwing Blue Wolf King.
No one has ever made him feel so afraid. That kind of fear is not due to the huge gap in strength, but the instinctual fear that rises from the blood.
Only the bloodline king of the high-level Warcraft can give it such a trembling feeling of fear.
But... it clearly didn't feel the aura of a demon beast on that man!
He is a human!
Why, does it come from the fear of his soul? fear him?
"Aqing?" As the soul-bound contract owner and contract beast relationship, Guang Han keenly felt the fear in the heart of the Windwing Blue Wolf King.
"Master, that boy..." Fengyi Qinglang Wang opened and closed the wolf kiss hesitantly, fearful and hesitant.
"Don't worry, he shouldn't hurt Qingyan." Guang Han lowered his eyes and rubbed his head.
He couldn't understand any more.
The mysterious young man's light-hearted gaze was neither malicious nor murderous.
If there is anything in his eyes, it is connivance and warmth, or... and coveting and possession?
Guanghan frowned slightly, what he hated was the trace of coveting and possessiveness in his eyes.
The girl who has been guarding herself for more than ten years and watched her grow up has finally grown up, but there is a wolf eyeing her beside her.
Anyone who puts this in their hearts will panic.
Although he knew that this was an inevitable process, Guanghan was still a little uncomfortable, even disgusted.
He raised his eyes and looked out the window, took out his coat from the space ring and put it on.
The hand that had become cocooned from sword practice slid over the bandage that Yun Qingyan put on for him himself, Guanghan's expression softened.
After putting on his clothes, Guang Han glanced at the food cup that was placed on the small table. Inside, there was only a thin layer of white soup.
He paused, picked up the food cup, raised his head to reveal his delicate throat, and drank the rest of the soup.
Qingyan's first medicinal meal for him...
But... maybe it's the last time.
A complicated look appeared on his face, hesitant and reluctant, Guang Han squeezed the edge of the food cup, which seemed to weigh thousands of pounds in his hand, and he hadn't put it down for a long time.
His hand holding the food cup even turned blue and white due to the force.
There was a hint of unbearable color in the green wolf eyes of the Wind Wing Blue Wolf King, just as he was about to speak to comfort, a strong wind suddenly blew in the room, and a heavy pressure enveloped the entire room in an instant.
"Who?" Guang Han reacted instantly, his cold eyes were icy, his long sword unsheathed, and the reflected cold light was like Jiudong ice.
Dressed in low-key and luxurious black clothes, a young and handsome young man slowly emerged.
Between the gestures, there is an innate elegance and nobility, staring at him, like a god in the sky.
"Ow..." Windwing Blue Wolf King lowered his head, the blood trembling feeling swept through his body once again, causing him to bow his head and let out a suppressed growl.
The young man's magnificent and beautiful phoenix eyes did not fall on it at all, but fell directly on Guanghan.
He glanced coldly at Guang Han, who had already put on his black clothes and had his black hair tied high, and his eyes finally stayed on the black long sword that he never left his hand.
A gorgeous, cold voice poured out—