Qingluan is more and more interested.

. . . . . .

A dark cloud, I do not know when to block the warm sun.

The chilly wind came back from the window, and at this moment, it was only a little cold in autumn.

He Lianchuan quickly went to close the window. [

Lucky walked over to the table, preparing to help the spirit boy pour a cup of hot tea.

A string of silver bells worn on the boy's wrist suddenly broke, and he fell a few times in the air, falling to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Xuanyuan Yao was not far away, shook his head with a smile, strode all over, bent down, and wanted to help her pick it up.

The time freezes to a moment.

Qingluan's lips suddenly showed a beautiful smile, opened Tan mouth, protruding pink tongue, curled red bee spread wings, countless pieces of powder fell from the sky.

Its tiny body changed some amount of colorful powder from nowhere, and the guards soaked in it immediately became like zombies, motionless and silent, poked in place, and lost their original ability.

The green luan appeared generously from the dark, picked up a finger, and let the red bee squat on top. She gently rubbed the ugly grub's soft brain, lovingly when it was the cutest pet in the world.

"Red Bee, as soon as you enter, you will act according to our plan. Hey, they have tortured us for so long, it's time to retaliate." Her voice, soft but not charming, was very nice.

The attitude towards Red Bee is more like talking to an equal human friend.

When it has joys and sorrows, it understands provoking and laughing anger.

"Go ahead, don't be afraid of the spirit boy, she is weak now, and there is no way to hurt you. Wait a minute, we will watch the excitement aside, hehe, it must be certain, very beautiful."

The red bee screamed.

Flapping his wings, he leaped to the roof and disappeared among the rubble.