Chapter 891

Yun Qingyan frowned.

Di Jiuque's face was instantly frozen, and an even more violent force swept past!

Jiang Wuya disappeared under the violent power.

The wind and smoke dissipated, and the original half of the dune was directly leveled, and the earth all over the yellow sand was marked with deep traces, like the claws dropped by the giant beast.

Lei Fei and others looked at this scene stupidly.

This... this power, is it still human?

When the aftermath dissipated, Yun Qingyan jumped out of Di Jiuque's arms and ran to the place where Jiang Wuya stood just now, "Dead?"

She kept staring at the movement on Jiang Wuya's side, and she didn't see him running away, nor did she see Zi Die, but only saw that he was engulfed by the power of Di Jiuque.

"No." Di Jiuque walked over coldly, exuding a chill all over his body, "The higher demons of the Abyss Demon Domain will not die so easily.

His magic core is not here. "

His frowning brows furrowed, and there was a hint of cold doubt in his dark, dark eyes.

And... there is something strange about this Demon Race.

"Demon race?" Yun Qingyan heard this word for the first time.

Di Jiuque didn't answer her, but picked her up and touched her left ankle with one hand. The face as handsome as a god was covered with ice slag, "Are your feet hurt?"

Although Yun Qingyan's movements were still as quick and neat as before, he still saw a slight difference in her with sharp eyes.

When she landed, she would deliberately reduce the pressure on her left foot, and when she landed on her left foot, her eyebrows would slightly frown. Although this strangeness was extremely shallow, Di Jiuque's mind was completely on her. On the body, she naturally found her strangeness.

"It's nothing, it's alright." Yun Qingyan was a little uncomfortable when he was suddenly hugged.

She has already applied medicine for the injury on her left foot, which is not serious and will not affect her walking.

"What is this?" Di Jiuque suddenly found something again, stretched out his hand and pulled the collar on Yun Qingyan's chest.

Yun Qingyan hurriedly stopped him with one hand, looking at him angrily, "What are you doing?" Acting like a hooligan as soon as you meet?

"Cough cough." Only then did Di Jiuque realize that the place where he stretched his hand was wrong, which seemed to be a sensitive part of a woman.

The handsome face was dyed a crimson, as beautiful as the peach blossom juice in March.

The slender and dense eyelashes trembled lightly, and in those clear and beautiful ice eyes, there was a serious calm.

"I'm just looking at your injury." He vaguely saw the black fingerprints on her chest, which were too close to her chest, so they looked more sensitive.

Breaking free from Yun Qingyan's shackles, Di Jiuque lowered his neckline slightly.

Seeing that Di Jiuque's movements weren't too big, Yun Qingyan didn't stop her any more, she just thought she was wearing a round neck.

Seeing the black fingerprints, Di Jiuque's face sank again, "Jiuyou Hua Bone Palm?"

He looked at Yun Qingyan with anger and questioning in his eyes, and the air was like freezing frost in an instant.

"How long has this deity been gone? You made yourself look like this?"

The left ankle bone was broken, and the Jiuyouhua bone palm was hit?

Could it be that if he didn't come a little later, she would have lost herself?

Thinking of that situation, Di Jiuque felt a burst of anger bursting out of his chest, and there was a trace of fear in the anger!

Facing the furious Emperor Jiuque, he was clearly right, but for some reason, Yun Qingyan felt a guilty conscience in his heart.

Guess where is the Third Highness~ Haha