Ling Piaomu looked at ng Yunhe’s appearance and took several deep breaths before speaking, "Casting Spells, did you check if Yueyue was cast upon by Gu Zhiqi?"
ng Yunhe, listening to Ling Piaomu’s question, finally rembered.
After a few seconds of silence, he shook his head honestly.
"You didn’t check?!" Ling Piaomu glared at ng Yunhe.
"Although I didn’t check, it’s impossible," ng Yunhe said with certainty.
Ling Piaomu: ?
ng Yunhe: "Soone as powerful as Master Gu would disdain to use such despicable Evil Techniques."
Ling Piaomu: "..."
Is Gu Zhiqi really that powerful?
"In the future, you are not allowed to speak about Master Gu like that in front of ." ng Yunhe looked at Ling Piaomu, with a serious expression, "Otherwise, I will break off our friendship."
Ling Piaomu: ???
Giao! Could it be that ng Yunhe really was cast upon?!
ng Yunhe didn’t care about Ling Piaomu’s reaction, left a sentence, and directly walked away.
But just after a few steps, he froze in place as if rooted to the spot, standing there stiffly.
Ling Piaomu, feeling a bit dazed, was also about to return to the room. Turning around, he saw ng Yunhe rigidly standing there.
Seeing him like this, Ling Piaomu thought he suddenly rembered sothing and imdiately asked, "What’s wrong? Did you suddenly recall sothing strange?"
"Let tell you, not only is Yueyue strange, but in front of Gu Zhiqi, you also..."
As Ling Piaomu walked up to ng Yunhe, his voice suddenly stopped, staring dumbfounded at the woman standing not far away, and his body went rigid.
"Yun... Yun, Yun Yi?!" In Ling Piaomu’s eyes, a trace of dread and fear painted as he stamred out Yun Yi’s na after a long pause.
Standing four or five ters away from ng Yunhe, there was a woman.
The woman’s lips curled with a seductive and enchanting smile, like a dark night elf. Despite wearing black and standing in the night, she was still dazzling.
Hearing Ling Piaomu call out her na, Yun Yi’s smile deepened, becoming instantly more captivating and enchanting.
"Sorry to disturb you two." Yun Yi played with a knife in her hand, spoke leisurely, and smilingly looked at ng Yunhe and Ling Piaomu.
But her knife and her smile sent a chill down their spines.
Yun Yi was infamous as a female demon in the Ancient Martial Arts World.
There were many rumors about her, one concerning her knife, which said that whenever she took out her knife, it would surely draw blood.
Right now, she was holding a knife, so... who was she going to strike?
Ling Piaomu and ng Yunhe both felt a bit uneasy in their hearts.
One primarily a dical Cultivator, the other a Mysterious Cultivator, their Ancient Martial Arts skills weren’t high, while Yun Yi’s Ancient Martial Arts were unfathomable. If Yun Yi decided to act against them, they had no power to resist.
"Why... why are you at the dical Alliance?" ng Yunhe stamred, looking at Yun Yi.
Wondering inside, who provoked this female demon.
"Accompanying a child," Yun Yi casually played with the knife and answered ng Yunhe’s question.
ng Yunhe listened to her reply, slightly stunned.
A child?
Since when did she have the leisure to accompany a child?
ng Yunhe suddenly imagined the scene of Yun Yi with a child.
This...
Can she be certain she won’t scare the child to tears?
However, listening to Yun Yi’s tone, for a mont, ng Yunhe couldn’t tell whether the knife in her hand was pointed at him.
But, he thought, he hadn’t seed to have offended her lately, right?
While ng Yunhe was puzzled, Yun Yi’s gaze fell on Ling Piaomu and said, "There’s sothing I wish to discuss with this young lady."
When Ling Piaomu heard this, his face slightly changed.
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