My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

Jiang Wuya's secluded eyes narrowed, but did not dodge, his gaze glanced thoughtfully over the direction of Yun Qingyan's heart, and a sly smile evoked at the corner of his mouth, "Little cat, don't forget, did you forget? Your identity..."

The quiet voice was drowned in the roar of the fire dragon.

Yun Qingyan's face was gloomy, and Jiang Wuya was reminding her of the identity of the Demon Race.

"Girl, are you okay?" Huang Yan walked over, Jun's face still carrying a bit of anger.

Huang Yan's body was like a large furnace, and as soon as he approached Yun Qingyan, he felt that the enthusiasm that had just been suppressed was rising again.

Just now, Jiang Wuya obviously only took out a part of the powder mist, and some remained in her body.

Huang Yan's approach immediately aroused them.

"No... come here!" Yun said softly with his red lips biting lightly, and a large icy edge rose on his side to isolate the heat from the opposite side.

Huang Yan paused, and his sharp brows were tightly twisted together.

The little guy had never spoken to him so unceremoniously.

Huang Yan squinted his eyes, not advancing and retreating, Chi Huanghuo easily melted the ice edges, and grabbed Yun with one hand on his shoulder.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"

Damn it!

Yun said that he was about to explode in his heart!

She finally used the force of the ice to suppress the sequelae of the powder mist. Why did Huang Yan make trouble again?

Huang Yan's body was like a round of scorching sun, causing the strangeness that had just been suppressed by Yun Qingyan to rise again frantically.

The hands and feet are soft.

Realizing that Yun Qingyan seemed to have lost his strength, Huang Yan's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously reached out to help her, touching her head with one hand.

Looking at her weak limbs and red cheeks, it looks like the wind chill that ordinary humans with low cultivation bases can get...

It can be that the little guy's current physique and strength should not be affected by such simple diseases.

He also did not feel her poisoning.

At the moment Huang Yan's hand covered his forehead, Yun said lightly, feeling a thin goose bump on his skin, shaking slightly.

The heat of those hands is as if it can burn the soul now, even the power of ice can't hold it down.

Yun Qingyan can only work hard to recall the former emperor Jiuque's ascetic iceberg face.

The more I think...

peat! It gets hotter!

"You...you let me go..." Trying to control his nowhere to put his hands and feet, Yun said that his voice was a little trembling.

At first she thought there was nothing, but when Huang Yan approached the big furnace, she was afraid that she could not control her transformation into a wolf.

"Don't... don't let me go...you...you will be innocent..."

It would be great if it was a hundred miles away, there was that human-shaped popsicle, one move was absolutely frozen, and any evil fire could be extinguished!

Even the Emperor Jiuque is fine! She simply didn't bother to suppress it, so she could just wipe people out!

It's Huang Yan! Not only can it not help, it will only add fuel to the fire.

Innocent?

Huang Yan was startled, and an unpredictable ray appeared on his handsome face.

When he took a closer look at Yun Qingyan's face, he immediately noticed something was wrong.

"You need... a man?"

Yun Qingyan's face became cold, and he was categorical, "No need!"

"You... stay away from me... stay away!"

However, Huang Yan's face rarely faded away from the arrogant color that did not put the world in his eyes. A handsome face slowly stretched, and he looked at Yun with a very complicated look.