Devouring the Inheritance?

Rong Mo decisively stopped the kiss and pulled the little leopard away from him, leaving a small distance between them.

"Pow."

Ye Qianli, who was slightly awake, heard the soft but clear kiss and saw the suspicious saliva.

Ye Qianli's face and body turned dry subconsciously. She felt her entire body heating up. She was embarrassed, embarrassed, and something else…

When Rong Mo saw that she had regained consciousness, he moved his lips closer to her and kissed her. Then, he stood up with her in his arms and looked behind him.

"Buzz."

At this moment, the powerful energy wave had already spread out in front of the two of them, but it had already been crushed by Rong Mo's strong aura.

"What's that?"

Ye Qianli's emotions were instantly dispelled, and she could only focus on looking at the faintly discernible shen glyph in the distance.