"It seems that they really have bad intentions."
But, if you attack someone unprepared, you might still have some chance of success.
Now, since I have been prepared, hehe...
Ye Qingli had an evil smile on his face.
She was really interested in how the third Miss Gongsun would deal with her.
How dare you covet the man next to her?
For such people, Ye Qingli would always put a label on them in his heart, and then kill them without hesitation!
Night soon came, and because we were in such a dangerous place as the Mystic Demonic Forest, everyone did not rush all night, but camped on the spot and began to rest.
However, none of the masters from the Gongsun family dared to neglect them. They quietly hid around and then surrounded Ye Qingli's carriage, fearing that she would run away if she didn't pay attention.
Although Ye Qingli's cultivation level is not enough, her spiritual sense is much stronger than that of warriors of the same level.
Therefore, he immediately discovered that there were at least a dozen masters of level nine or above surrounding the carriage.
It is indeed one of the best families in the mainland!
Ye Qingli jumped out of the carriage.
Then, he walked towards a very desolate place.
"What are you going to do, Miss Ye?"
A servant from the Gongsun family rushed over nervously.
Ye Qingli glared at him.
"I can't sleep at night, so I went out for a walk. Is there any problem?"
"Are you following me?"
The servant was so frightened that he waved his hands quickly: "Don't dare, don't dare!"
"Hmph, if you servants of the Gongsun family are so rude, I will part ways with you. Who cares about going the same way with you?"
Ye Qingli deliberately pretended to be arrogant, and then walked deep into the dense forest.
Uncle Jing, who was hiding in the dark, quietly waved his hand.
A dozen of his men followed quickly.
They were scattered in the distance, surrounding Ye Qingli from a distance, and kept moving forward with her position as the center.
"The weather is really nice today. Look, what a beautiful moonlight."
"It's really a poetic thing to go out for a walk at this time."
Ye Qingli raised his head with a sigh of relief and kept praising.
Uncle Jing subconsciously looked up at the dark night above his head, and then rubbed his eyes.
I feel like I am blind.
The moonlight is still bright, but there are obviously no stars, okay?
Ye Qingli wandered here poetically for half an hour.
"What a ghost!"
Uncle Jing cursed fiercely.
Is this woman mentally ill?
Running out in the middle of the night, crying and howling, what poem are you reading?
Hey, what is biting me? Why do you feel so uncomfortable?
He felt as if there were many small bugs biting and biting on his exposed skin, which made him itchy to death.
He subconsciously reached out to take a shot, but as soon as he raised his hand, he immediately took it back.
If there was any movement at this time, this woman would definitely be alarmed, so they could only endure it...
Soon, the muscles on Uncle Jing's face began to twist.
The bites from those little bugs are not very painful, but there is an itchy feeling that reaches the bone marrow.
It was almost too much for him to bear.
"My day..."
He muttered something softly, and then looked back at the other men. Not surprisingly, he found that everyone had that weird look on their face.
