Chapter 349 Qiaoer who shot again, beautiful and beautiful (two more)

Author: Yiren is a flower

Chapter 349 Qiaoer who shot again, beautiful and beautiful (two more)

Pei Yinan inserted his pocket with one hand, and his footsteps were smooth and elegant.

He saw the cinnabar pen in Qiao Luo's hand and asked: "Are you worried about Xixiyu, do you want to help each other?"

The noble and clear voice, there is also a trace of indifference.

Only by John Luo's movement can Pei Yinan's attention, anything else will not start here.

Qiao Luoyu, who was looking back and forth in the room, walked to the bed in front of the room.

Hearing the inquiries from behind her, she climbed up the bed and responded to the other party.

"I just worked simply downstairs. My brother was fierce this time, and Bazan was very evil. I can guard against it."

The beauty brother who has not been recognized for a long time, she doesn't want the other party to die early.

Pei Yinan saw Qiao Luo lying on the bed, and walked forward to help.

Hearing the fierceness of Xixiyu Island, he also said a lot: "It seems very dangerous, you have brought the cinnabar pen."

When the other party first used the cinnabar pen, he found that he was lingering in the eyebrows, and found out that the Pei family's ancestral grave was found through the cinnabar pen.

Qiao Luo's voice is gentle and indifferent: "It's uncertain for the time being."

Seeing Pei Yinan's help, she got up to the ground, and the cinnabar pen in her hand was thrown away in the air.

The pen soon returned to her hands, and she turned to cinnabar pen with very handsome movements.

Qiao Luo was holding his thumb, index finger, and three fingers, and he squeezed the pen steadily, facing the place where Xixiyu was the most stronger on the bed.

She said suddenly, and said clearly, "Jiuye, let it open!"

Pei Yinan moved immediately and turned over to the other side of the bed.

Qiao Luo's eyes flickered, holding the cinnabar pen in his hand, opened his long legs, and moved forward.

After capturing the breath of Xixiyu, the coldness of her eyebrows was melted, and her expression was proud to the void in front of her.

She was wanting to show her breath up and down, and she was even more eye -catching than the sun in the sky, making people unable to move at all.

However, her next behavior is a truly amazing process.

Qiao Luoyan draws the talisman in the void, and the wrist is under the wrist.

She has a beautiful posture, solemn and solemn, and releases a sense of oppression.

There is a shocking fluctuation in the air. The powerful coercion is more suffocating with the duration of Qiao Luo's paintings.

Even if Pei Yinan is like this, the ancient martial arts who have entered the innate realm feel a little uncomfortable.

Even with a strong pressure, he never stepped back.

Pei Yinan's eyes stared at the void tightly, and the spell form drawn by Qiao Luo.

It was the golden line that Qiao Luo's own thoughts was cited, and the golden lines outlined with cinnabar pen.

The energy contained in Fu Yan may be concluded with the own strength of the person in the figure.

Pei Yinan witnessed that the spiritual fluctuations released by Qiao Luo's whole body directly affected the golden light on the upcoming formal rune.

The golden light on the rune, from the light light at the beginning, gradually became thicker.

After Qiao Luoyu finished painting the first rune, she put away the cinnabar pen handsomely.

She held the back of the cinnabar pen behind her, and the other hand opened five fingers.

After doing all of this, Joe Luo came to the end of the bed and repeated the behavior of the previous drawing.

This time, the painting symbol was somewhat different from the previous, and Joe Luo suddenly got up and jumped, and his body floated in the void.

The cinnabar pen in her hand kept moving from the bottom to the top of the clouds, drawing a complex and weird rune.

In the next second, she was like a nine -day mysterious girl, and her posture slowly landed, and her body was lingering with a faint fairy.

At this moment, Qiao Luoyan, all the anger and indifference on her body disappeared.

She bathed under the golden light, like dreams, and her temperament was soft and beautiful.

It makes people feel blasphemy guilty of blasphemy.

In the deep and beautiful eyes of Pei Jiuye, he bloomed in stunning light, and his eyes stared at Qiao Luo's eyes.

From the moment of the shot, Joe Luoyu did not stop within an hour.

She surrounded the bedside of Xixiyu, and she drew no less than thirty runes, and each rune was different.

These runes that exudes golden light float in the void one by one, and wrap the breath of Xixiyu tightly.

On each ancient rune, it will take effect with the five fingers of Qiao Luo's fingers before it will take effect.

After painting the last charm, Joe Luoyan took the cinnabar pen and threw it lightly into Pei Yinan's arms.

And she stood beside the bed, fiber and jade hand quickly raised her tactics, floating in front of her eyes, and moved with her thoughts.

Those runes stacked with one by one, and quickly merged into a large form of the entire wall.

At that time, Jolo's forehead was full of fine sweat.

She gritted her teeth, pursed her lips tightly, and put her palms in the void to control the whole face in front of her.

After a while, Jolo pushed forward with his palms fiercely, and a roar rang from his lips: "Go!"

It exudes the dazzling golden light, such as a large net in a bed laying on the bed where Xixiyu lying.

The rune was instantly turned into a silk -ended golden line, and the bed penetrated in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared.

Qiao Luo stepped forward, reached out and pressed hard on the bed.

Her eyes closed, red lips moved, revealing the ancient spells, and helping Xixiyu with her strong ideas.

The stronger the spiritual power of the person in the painting, the greater the energy of the runes drawn.

This time, in order to help Xixiyu, Qiao Luoyu almost exhausted his spiritual power.

She was sweaty, sweaty, and pressed the hand on the bed, not even the strength of the retracted back, and fell on the bed fiercely.

"Qiao'er!"

The moment he saw Qiao Luoyu's body falling on the bed, Pei Yi's eyes shot cold light light, and his heartbeat leaked.

He rushed up quickly, hugging people with sweat all over the bed, and turned around and rushed out.

Qiao Luo pushed his strong chest, and said weakly: "You stay here for my brother."

Pei Yinan held her light body and immediately stopped.

His exquisite and handsome facial features, covered with a layer of gloom, pursed his lips and asked, "Is it okay?"

"I'm fine." Joe Luoyu pushed Pei Yinan's chest again: "Don't delay time, once my brother and Bazan make a good fierce!"

"Okay." Pei Yinan nodded.

He hugged Qiao Luo on the sofa indoors, kneeling on one knee in front of her.

Pei Yinan saw her sweat on her face, and wiped her sweat with her sleeves.

He was very light and gentle, and said softly: "Qiaoer, tell me how to do it."

Qiao Luoyan's cold eyes condensed to the bed in the house, and his tone was a little short: "Once the bed is moved, you immediately deliver your own qi, and you must not let it have any damage."

Pei Yinan nodded: "Okay, you take a good rest, I have stayed in the past."
Chapter completed!