My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Ai Yue wanted to explain a few more words. Yun Qingyan stopped her and threw out two pieces of high-level Yuanyu, "Open the room."

At the same time, a vigorous voice came, "They don't want to live, we do!"

Yun Qingyan looked back, and a strong man who was as tall as a hill came over and slapped two Yuanyu on the table with one palm.

That palm immediately made the entire table shake.

His thick palms are not human-shaped, and the nails on them are long and sharp, extremely strange, glowing like a metal.

Yun lightly frowned and reminded, "Brother, we have already paid for the house."

The man heard the words and looked over, full of anger.

Then, the pupils suddenly shrank.

Almost subconsciously, Batu flashed back, leading the people behind him back in a hurry!

"Batu, what are you doing?!" An angry voice!

Yun Qingyan squinted his eyes and saw the old acquaintance as expected.

Jiang Wushu and Batu.

"Princess, I..." Batu took Jiang Wushu back quickly, and stopped at the entrance of the hotel. He stood in front of Jiang Wushu and looked at Yun defensively.

Jiang Wushu also found something was wrong, followed Batu's gaze and looked over, his sharp voice was distorted, "Yun Qingyan?! Are you still alive?!"

That voice, as if seeing a ghost alive.

Yun Qingyan narrowed her phoenix eyes lightly, her expression was cold, and suddenly, her red lips curled up with a bright smile, "What? Are you weird if I am still alive?"

While she was talking, she was also looking closely at the two old acquaintances.

Whether it's Batu or Jiang Wushu, they all have a deep and deep breath, like the smell of petals falling into the mud and slowly decayed, making her head dizzy.

The breath was exactly the same as the feeling that Feize gave her when he was in Red Water Town.

Two years later, great changes have taken place in Batu and Jiang Wuya.

Batu's hand injured by Baili Qingxue was restored with something, but the restored hand was not so much a human hand as it was a monster's hand, revealing an inhuman weirdness.

But Jiang Wushu, although her facial features were still the same as before, there was a trace of other aura on her body, similar to Jiang Wuya, like a fragrant and rotting poisonous flower, coquettish and dangerous.

However, compared with Jiang Wuya's enchanting temperament, Jiang Wushu can only be regarded as a counterfeit inferior product, but despite this, her appearance at this time can be called bright and compelling.

"What's wrong, Wushu? Do you know them?" A handsome young man on the other side helped Jiang Wushu's shoulders slightly, and said hostilely to Yun Qingyan.

Batu looked at the man's hand on Jiang Wushu's shoulder, his eyes flickered, and finally his eyes turned away.

"Yeah." The current Jiang Wushu seemed to be a different person, no longer the spoiled aura of the past, but instead took on the attitude of a little girl.

Tears flickered in Xing's eyes, and she gently grabbed the young man's clothes and pursed her lips, "I had some misunderstandings with Miss Yun before.

Batu reacted so badly just now that he was just afraid of my injury. "

The young man's eyes widened and his eyebrows were erected, "What? Did she hurt you?!"

"I..." Jiang Wushu lowered his head, "Brother Zixiao, let's go and find another inn."

Yun Qingyan watched Jiang Wuya's performance with interest, curious in his heart, when did that coquettish princess learn to pretend to be pitiful?