After going crazy, I traveled through time and became a top figure in the entertainment industry

Yan Qingluo licked his lips, it was so delicious, and he poured another cup without realizing it.

But the size of this cup was different from the previous sips. This time, she poured it full.

Xue Chengyou looked at Yan Qingluo's drinking as if eating grass, and really wanted to say: "Don't waste it, will you drink it?"

After a while, a slight blush appeared on Yan Qingluo's face, and her expression softened. She put down the goblet, gently sat beside Xue Chengyou's bed, and asked: "Xue Chengyou, why is the wine here different from ours? "

There was a glint in Yan Qingluo's eyes, which made her look even gentler.

Xue Chengyou was almost blinded by Yan Qingluo's glance.

I don't know if the blush on his face is because of the alcohol that Yan Qingluo breathed out slightly.

Just when he felt that Yan Qingluo was getting closer and closer to him, Yan Qingluo suddenly slapped him in the face.

Xue Chengyou was stunned by this slap, and it took him a long time to react, "What are you doing?!"

Yan Qingluo suddenly lost his face and started sobbing, "You, your Qiankun Dao Alliance, are not good people..."

ha?

Xue Chengyou really didn't know which drama script she was reading.

"Hey, are you drunk?" Xue Chengyou asked tentatively.

Yan Qingluo did not answer his words, but fell on him.

"Don't think that just because you are good-looking, you can look down on me! I know your identity, but I just see that you are young and don't care about you..."

Yan Qingluo lay on Xue Chengyou and muttered some words that Xue Chengyou couldn't understand at all.

Xue Chengyou was already wrapped in two quilts, and now that he was covered with a personal quilt, he was so hot that his soul left his body.

As for what Yan Qingluo said: "I didn't expect to meet you in this world", "My ruthlessness seems to be broken", "Why did you suddenly leave two hundred years ago" and other nonsense...

Xue Chengyou attributed it to Yan Qingluo's love for acting.

Yan Qingluo is really a fascinating artist.

At this time, Xue Chengyou moved his position, trying to get Yan Qingluo down, but failed, and could only continue to listen to Yan Qingluo's vague mumbling.

When he heard the name "Xue Chengyou" come out of Yan Qingluo's mouth again, Xue Chengyou suddenly realized that Yan Qingluo might have mistaken him for someone else?

This thought made Xue Chengyou secretly unhappy. Once upon a time, he, the president of a large and dignified group, actually became someone else's stand-in?

Even if he didn't feel anything about Yan Qingluo, this still made him very unhappy.

Yan Qingluo curled his lips and fell completely into a dream.

In his sleep, on Baiyun Peak, Yan Qingluo saw the back of a young man in the shade of green bamboo.

The young man turned around, and Yan Qingluo was fascinated by his soft and handsome face.

This is the best-looking one after she learned that the Qiankun Dao Alliance started sending people to Baiyun Peak to work as undercover agents.

However, the young man in front of him didn't seem to know that she was the "evil cultivator" in their so-called righteous way.

When Yan Qingluo came to the other party, his face turned into that of a young man again.

Unconsciously, he has been on this peak for two years.

And ever since he knew that she was Yan Qingluo, the young man had always kept a subtle distance from her.

"What? Are you afraid of me? Huh?" Yan Qingluo raised the young man's chin and looked at him.

The clear corners of the young man's lips curled up slightly, and he frowned and tried to glance aside, but failed.

Yan Qingluo pinched his jaw tightly.

"What? You don't call me sister anymore?" Yan Qingluo's charming face pressed against Xue Chengyou's face.

Xue Chengyou, who always held back his composure, felt like his heart was beating like a drum, biting his lip, and the tips of his ears were already red.

What Xue Chengyou didn't expect was that Yan Qingluo suddenly bit him hard on the side of his neck.

Xue Chengyou almost struck him with a palm!

He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

"What? You want to attack me?" Yan Qingluo picked up Xue Chengyou's palm and spread his slender fingers. "You can try, but you won't succeed."

Xue Chengyou could only cover the wound that was bitten by Yan Qingluo, lowered his eyebrows and whispered: "Disciple doesn't dare."

Yan Qingluo really wanted to praise him for his ability and endurance, which was much better than the disciples of the Qiankun Dao Alliance who attacked her in advance because they couldn't hold it back.

Of course, apart from those who couldn't stand her, there were others who couldn't stand the temptation, exposed themselves too early, and failed in their mission to kill her.

And Xue Chengyou...

He is too young and can still be raised.

Suddenly the scene around him changed, and Yan Qingluo came to the territory of Warcraft Yuezun.

In the ice and snow, Xue Chengyou actually resisted Yue Zun's fatal move for her! ?

"Xue Chengyou! Wake up!"

Xue Chengyou coughed up a mouthful of blood weakly and looked at Yan Qingluo with helpless eyes, "My disciple is fine..."

Then, another mouthful of blood was spat out.

Yan Qingluo's heart suddenly became filled with anger, "Yue Zun! You don't know how to praise me!"

After a spell, the wind, snow and frost formed a blade. Yue Zun screamed and fell to the ground, disappearing into the ice and snow.

The surrounding scenery gradually returned to green grass.

And because Xue Chengyou had just blocked Yue Zun's palm for Yan Qingluo, his body was cold. His face began to turn pale, and frost began to form on the edges of his black hair and at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

"Xue Chengyou! Wake up! Don't sleep!" Yan Qingluo patted his face.

I have encountered people who tried every means to harm her.

This was the first time I encountered someone who was so desperate to protect her.

"Xue Chengyou! I know you are from the Qiankun Dao Alliance. Only when you wake up can you have the chance to take my head and return to life!"

"Don't sleep! I order you not to sleep!"

Yan Qingluo bit his finger in desperation, used the blood as a curse, and used the spell to share his fate with Xue Chengyou.

If the caster is injured, the recipient will not die.

And if the subject of the spell is injured, the caster will bear the pain on his behalf.

Yan Qingluo felt a sharp pain in his heart!

This is the wound caused by Yue Zun's blow to Xue Chengyou. He only suffered half of the pain, but it was already to this extent...

Yan Qingluo gasped for air and saw the white frost on Xue Chengyou's temples receding a little.

"Xue Chengyou, wake up and look at me." Yan Qingluo held back the pain. Sure enough, Xue Chengyou responded to her call and fluttered his eyelashes slightly.

His eyes were still hazy, and after the frost, the pain felt like tearing from his chapped lips, which made Xue Chengyou sober up.

Yan Qingluo suddenly felt tears in the corners of his eyes, "It will be fine if you wake up."

She suddenly fell down next to Xue Chengyou.

That time, she woke up and was already in the middle of Baiyun Peak.

This is her living room.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." She rubbed her painful eyebrows and saw that the person coming was actually Xue Chengyou.

Yan Qingluo hesitated and said, "You...brought me back?"

Don't you want to kill me?

Xue Chengyou served the porridge, sat down beside Yan Qingluo's bed, and let Yan Qingluo lean on his shoulder.

"Master, you have been in coma for five days and must take a good rest."

Yan Qingluo did not refuse Xue Chengyou's gentle service.

But when she thought about it, why did she use the same fate spell for Xue Chengyou?

Doesn’t this give the Qiankun Dao Alliance a chance?