Chapter 412 It's Not Me

But Yu'an was in a daze.

He stared blankly at the couple in front of him.

He once imagined that he might have a blood relationship with Qiyue to explain his inexplicable familiarity and closeness to Qiyue.

But he never expected that he was not her relative, let alone a human being.

But he is one with Qiyue.

Yu'an's hands trembled uncontrollably, thinking of Bai Zhi's instructions, he closed his eyes in pain, and threw the black ball in his hand towards his eyes.

The trajectory of the black ball deviated slightly for a moment, barely brushed the corner of Qiyue's skirt, and exploded a hundred miles behind her.

The black air current was tearing at that space, trying to break through a gap to come out.

Hei Jing looked lazily, and couldn't help but sneered, "This kid is really soft-hearted."

Bai Zhi lowered her eyes and said nothing.

But the hand holding the armrest of the throne was tightly squeezed, and the blue tendons could be seen bouncing.

The wind didn't stop, and it stirred up the hair of the three people on the field, the black hair fluttered like ink, and the corners of their clothes rattled.

Qiyue felt irritable and impatient, she really wanted to pull Bai Zhi out and beat her up.

It's okay to steal her dragon ball, but it's nothing to turn him into a human form now.

It's okay to turn into a human form, but he is still a man.

Even if she took it back later, she didn't dare to face it squarely.

Qiyue was suddenly a little lucky. Fortunately, she was fine without the dragon ball, otherwise, if she was a member of the other dragon clan, she would have gone crazy if she lost the dragon ball.

Ordinary dragons condense their whole body's cultivation into the dragons. If they don't have the dragon balls, they are equivalent to useless people.

As for Qiyue, maybe she is special.

Dragon Ball is only a little brighter, and it doesn't have the effect of gathering cultivation at all.

So this is why she hasn't panicked at all for thousands of years.

It's just that the dragon ball is shiny, she likes it very much, and she always remembers it when it was stolen.

Even if that memory is gone, she still wants to get it back and give it to those close to her, so as to improve their luck.

But now that she has become a human being, what else can she do.

Qi Yue looked Yu An up and down, curled her lips with a little disgust, "You are my Dragon Ball anyway, why can't you look better?"

Yu An, who was suddenly disliked by his looks, blinked, and the solemnity in the air suddenly dissipated.

He couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his face, and he was so cute that it was rare to see, and he said in a daze, "I... am I not good-looking?"

It's obviously very similar to her.

Qiyue smacked her lips and shook her head, "It's not good-looking, it's almost as good as me."

Yu'an: "..."

His hand touching his face trembled.

He could tell that she was narcissistic.

For some reason, Yu An wanted to laugh.

He covered his face and smiled openly and brightly, "It's hard to believe that I have a master like you."

Qiyue stretched out a finger, shook it in front of her eyes, her expression suddenly became serious, "No, your current master is not me."

As he spoke, he curled his lips in disgust.

That look seemed to say, you are no longer clean, you ran away with others, you are already dirty.

The corner of Yu'an's mouth twitched.

The shoulders drooped dejectedly.

Yes, his master has become Angelica.

The man who said he gave life to him taught him calligraphy, painting, spells, and swordsmanship.

It was also he who made himself close to Qiyue, killed her, or took away her luck.

He never doubted it.

He always wonders why he has no previous memories. It turns out that he was not a human being, but an inanimate object.

(End of this chapter)

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