My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

"Boom!" The green juice slammed on his face in this way, because of the dark energy attached to it, which not only spilled the juice on his face, but also directly smashed his head.

"Hiss!" Ai Feng gasped with a grin, it hurts!

He is already the cultivation base of the sixth-order Xuanyuan Master, and ordinary attacks cannot cause him any harm.

The opponent can throw a cup of juice casually and hurt him, which shows that the opponent is not weak! He couldn't believe that such a young genius could appear in those wild places?

"Boss, are you all right?" someone next to him asked Ai Feng with concern.

Yun chuckled lightly, boss? This group of guys are still like the modern black club!

Ai Feng's face was distorted. Although he was a little afraid of Yun Yun's strength, he knew that he couldn't admit it now.

"Damn! I was attacked and didn't avoid it! Give them a bit of color!"

Xiong Wuling and others have stood up, separated around Ai Yue, staring at the confronting people, star power surged out, and their expressions were not good.

Ai Yue said anxiously, "Ai Feng, didn't I say that you are looking for trouble to rush me, don't you involve my friend?!"

Xiong Wuling patted Ai Yue on the shoulder, "If you treat us as friends, you shouldn't refuse our help now."

"Yeah." Yun Qingyan moved his fingers with a smile, "Senior Sister has been called by you for so many days, so I can't let you call for nothing, right?

Besides, isn't this guy saying he wants to show us some color too? I would like to see what color he has. "

"Bullshit really—" Ai Feng was still in his mouth, and a figure flew past his eyes, and then, the bridge of his nose hurt.

"Wow!"

Bright red blood splashed out, accompanied by a clear female voice.

"This red is good."

Immediately after--

"Ah!" screamed.

Yun Qingyan released his hand, took a look at Ai Feng's blue eyes, and shook his head, "This blue color is not good, it is not pure enough."

Then, another punch fell!

The people next to Ai Feng reacted immediately and rushed towards Yun Qingyan. Because Ai Feng was still in Yun Qingyan's hands, they didn't dare to use powerful Yuan skills, only dared to use their hands to open.

Xiong Wuling and the others looked at each other and quickly stepped forward to fight with them.

Only then did the young people brought by Ai Feng discovered that these people who came from the Northland had a cultivation base not much worse than them, and that the very tall woman carrying an epee also had a profound level cultivation base.

However, in addition to Yun's lightly saying that the situation on the other side was unilateral torture, Xiong Wuling was playing hard here. The opponent's general strength is higher than them, and there are even a few profound ranks. If it were not for their cooperation and tacit understanding, I am afraid that he would have lost. Up.

Yun Qingyan just wanted to free up his hand to help them, but his gaze swept away at Ji Siwen, who was out of the way, "Ji Siwen, please help."

"They are too weak and they are boring to fight." Ji Siwen complained aside, but got up from the seat, and took care of those guys.

Yun said lightly that work was over here too, and Ji Siwen paced slowly next to her, somewhat puzzled, "How can you solve such a weak chicken for so long?"

Ai Feng, who was so painful that he could only roll on the ground, had a face that was distorted as a man.

But now his face is neither distorted nor personal.

Yun lightly glanced at Ji Siwen lazily, "What do you know? Art creation always takes a while."