Dijun, your medical concubine has gone against the sky again

Chapter 162 Black-bellied and Shameless Ye Boss (1)

Yunqian threw away the corpses in her hands with some disgust, and took the little fox to check those people lying on the ground one by one. After confirming that there were no more survivors, she clapped her hands, turned and walked towards Ye Yan.

Boss Ye raised his hand, and the surrounding barriers turned into bloody spots of light, which gradually dissipated in the air.

The night wind blew past, bringing with it a disgustingly strong bloody smell, which made people quite uncomfortable.

For the group of people who came to assassinate Yun Qian tonight, the two ninth ranks with the highest strength were the two who were in the martial arts gym during the day.

The prince specially sent them here to ensure that the assassination of Yun Qian was foolproof, but he didn't expect that they would lose both of them.

Yun Qian was able to walk in, only to notice that Ye Yan's face was abnormally pale, and her heart tightened suddenly, she quickly supported him: "Ye Yan..."

"No problem." Ye Yan's eyes softened a little, and her delicate thin lips curled up beautifully, "The move just now was too exhausting, just take a short rest."

In fact, Domain's wide-area killing skill was simply an overdrawn trick for him who was not in its heyday, and it had the effect of killing those people in one fell swoop at the cost of draining the spiritual power of his whole body.

Yun Qian's lips curled up coldly: "I'll help you go to the side to rest for a while."

Ye Yan nodded.

The two found a fairly clean piece of grass, hugged and sat down, Ye Yan suddenly tilted his body, lay down with his pillow on her legs, and enjoyed it immensely.

Regarding Boss Ye's rare little Niaoyiren, Yunqian expressed that she was quite useful, shook her head and smiled, stretched out her hand, and hugged him slightly.

In the night sky, a few stars hung sparsely, and the bright moonlight poured down on the two of them, adding a little warmth and beauty.

"Show me your current level."

Ye Yan's slender fingers gently poked her lower abdomen, Yunqian looked down at him, raised her hand, and eight bright white filaments floated in her white palm, shining faintly fluorescent in the night.

The eighth level of spiritual veins.

"good."

Boss Ye seemed to be in a good mood, and he gave a compliment without hesitation to make the beauty happy.

"Finally, you and the little fox don't have to be afraid of that damned prince anymore. Damn, you dared to take advantage of my old lady at the gate of the palace last time."

Yunqian withdrew her spiritual power, and raised her chin angrily, but suddenly felt an itchy feeling in her chest. When she lowered her head, she saw a thief's hand covering her chest, and squeezed it shamelessly twice. It seems to be trying the feel.

The veins on Miss Yun's forehead twitched violently, she gritted her teeth, and said a few words from between her teeth: "Get your claws away."

"I'm tired and I can't move."

Boss Ye made an extremely pitiful sound, looked at her innocently with blood-colored eyes, but rubbed his hand again with great enjoyment, and sighed with satisfaction: "It feels good."

cloud shallow→_→

This damn bastard, he didn't have the strength to move his hand away, but he had the strength to rub her breasts, and he rubbed her breasts so vigorously...

She clenched her fist, and suddenly had the urge to slap him to the west.

But the moment she drooped her eyes, her gaze happened to meet his blood-colored pupils, which were stained with a little pitifulness. The softest part of her heart seemed to be poked by something, and her heart softened completely in an instant, and she lost all temper.

Forget it, since he consumed too much for her today, just touch it, anyway, it's not like he hasn't touched it before.

(End of this chapter)