Chapter 3555

"It seems that they didn't mean well."

However, if it's when people are unprepared to start, maybe it's a little success.

Now, since I'm ready, hehe

Ye Qingli has an evil smile on his face.

She is really interested in what Miss Gongsun San will do with herself.

How dare you covet the man around her?

For this kind of people, ye Qingli will always draw a label for them in his heart, and then kill them without hesitation!

Soon it was night, because it was in such a dangerous place as the secret magic forest, so everyone didn't rush all night, but set up camp on the spot and began to rest.

However, none of the experts of Gongsun family dare to neglect. They hide quietly around them, and then surround Ye Qingli's carriage, for fear that she will run away if she doesn't pay attention.

Although Ye Qingli's accomplishments are not enough, her spiritual sense is much stronger than that of the martial artists of the same level.

Therefore, he immediately found that there were at least a dozen experts above the Ninth level around the carriage.

As expected, it is one of the best families in the mainland!

Ye Qingli jumps out of the carriage.

Then, go to a very desolate place.

"What is Miss Ye going to do?"

A servant of Gongsun's family, very nervous to catch up.

Ye Qingli stares at him.

"I can't sleep at night. Why don't you come out for a walk?"

"Are you following me?"

The servant was so scared that he waved: "no, no!"

"Well, if all the servants of your Gongsun family are so rude, I will go my separate ways with you. Who rarely goes the same way with you?"

Ye Qingli pretends to be arrogant on purpose, and then goes to the deep forest.

Uncle Jing, hiding in the dark, waved quietly.

A dozen of his men came up quickly.

Scattered in the distance, far around Ye Qingli, to her position as the center, keep moving forward.

"Today's weather is really good, you see, what a beautiful moonlight."

"It's poetic to come out for a walk at this time."

Ye Qingli raised his head, sighing with emotion.

Uncle Jing subconsciously looked up at the top of his head, the dark night, and then rubbed his eyes.

I think I'm blind.

Still bright moonlight, bright even stars are not good?

Ye Qingli is poetic here for half an hour.

"What a ghost!"

Uncle Jing scolded severely.

Is this woman insane!

Running out in the middle of the night, crying and howling. What's the poem?

Eh, what is it that is biting itself? Why is it so hard?

He felt as if there were a lot of small insects, biting constantly on his naked skin, itching to death.

He subconsciously wanted to reach for a pat, but, just raised his hand, he immediately took it back.

If there is any movement at this time, it will certainly disturb this woman, so they can only bear

Soon, the muscles on Uncle Jing's face began to twist.

Those little bugs don't hurt very much, but they have a feeling of itching to the bone marrow.

It's almost too much for him.

"My day..."

He murmured, then looked back at the other men. Unexpectedly, everyone's face showed that strange look.