The air seemed to have solidified.
The atmosphere was strange and a little scary.
Ye Qing Luo's face suddenly darkened: "Let go!"
Di Mo Xuan rested his head on her shoulder: "We haven't seen each other for a few days, Ah Luo, don't you miss me?"
"I don't!" He answered without hesitation. Ye Qing Luo's eyes twitched: "You are the Overlord, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by pestering a waste like me?"
"Laugh? Who dares to laugh? " Di Mo Xuan's deep black eyes glanced around, his lips curled up into a very shallow sneer: "Whoever laughs, I will destroy that person."
That aura that looked down on the entire world suppressed everyone present, and no one dared to make a sound.
"…" Did he need to be so overbearing?
Ye Qing Luo now deeply understood what it meant by the fist is the hard truth, what it meant by the strong being respected.
Those who came to watch the ability assessment were mostly rich and powerful.
The four great families, four great sects, various forces and so on, had all sent their representatives here.
These people in the Nirvana Realm, no matter where they went, they would be flattered and fawned upon.
However, in front of Di Mo Xuan, they were as humble as ants.
No one dared to laugh, no one dared to make a sound.
Di Mo Xuan retracted his gaze, when he looked at Ye Qing Luo, the expression on his face was tainted with gentleness: "Ah Luo, aren't you going to ask me where I have been these days?"
"Where you have been, what has it got to do with me?" Ye Qing Luo sneered, broke away from his arm and looked up at him.
A pair of slightly narrowed charming eyes, cold and absolutely without any extra emotions.
Although Ye Qing Luo's words were so ruthless.
But in her heart, there was an inexplicable feeling of relief.
It seemed …
She was glad that Di Mo Xuan had indeed returned.
The last time they parted on bad terms, it was as if nothing had happened.
This thought made Ye Qing Luo's heart suddenly tremble.
She immediately lowered her eyes, her long curly eyelashes were like butterfly wings, gently fluttering a few times, slightly flustered.
"I'm going to participate in the entrance assessment first." Ye Qing Luo turned to leave.
Her wrist was once again held by Di Mo Xuan: "Wait."
His slender fingers easily circled around the hand that was encircled by the ring.
Ye Qing Luo stared at the circle of warmth on her wrist and was no longer as resistant as before.
"This is for you."
Di Mo Xuan opened his palm and a red feather fan floated above his palm.
His fingers moved slightly and the feather fan automatically moved into Ye Qing Luo's hands.
The moment the feather fan entered her hands, Ye Qing Luo could obviously feel that this feather fan's texture and material was absolutely not an ordinary item.
In particular, this feather fan was blood-red in color, and the red feathers were faintly flickering with red electric currents.
Just like the Profound Phoenix Ring, it exuded a mysterious power.
"This is …" Ye Qing Luo's fingers waved the feather fan, it felt great and smooth.
Di Mo Xuan's black eyes narrowed as his long and narrow eyes curled into a devilish arc, "Betrothal gift."
"…" Do you have to say something so shocking?
Ye Qing Luo had the impulse to return the feather fan to Di Mo Xuan.
"Girl, this is a good weapon, a good weapon!" In her mind, Old Man Cang's excited voice suddenly came, "Gourd Flame Fan! This is a Devouring Flame Fan that can grow! "
Glowing Flame Fan?
Ye Qing Luo's pupils contracted as she looked at the feather fan in disbelief.
There was only one Gourd Flame Fan in the world.
Although it was not a legendary weapon, but it was more precious than a legendary weapon.
Because the Gourd Flame Fan had the attribute of growth.
It could grow step by step according to the user's ability.
"Girl, don't you ever reject it! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity! "
Old Man Cang knew Ye Qing Luo too well and was afraid that she would really return the Gourd Flame Fan to Di Mo Xuan, so he spoke quickly.