Chapter 429 The Ninth-Level Beast Master’s Love Tribulation in Three Lifetimes (5)

# What I fear most is that the air suddenly becomes quiet #

Di Luofeng...

"Senior brother, why are you walking so fast!" An Qiaoyu chased after him. He was dressed in white and had a faint mole at the corner of his eye. He had an extraordinary temperament.

Yu Ruoshui was obviously startled, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

I want to step forward, but I don't dare to.

"Yes." Di Luofeng responded lightly and cast his gaze on Luo Qingchen.

The girl in front of her looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, her eyes were clear, and the beast-controlling orb in her hand glowed with a little white light.

He couldn't believe that such a girl was a ninth-level beast master.

"Miss Luo——" An Qiaoyu immediately stepped forward with a smile on her face, looked at her and said, "We meet again."

"Yes." Luo Qingchen responded softly, looking directly at Luo Feng, the god of greeting, without any fear at all.

An Qiaoyu scratched his head, looked at the two youngest ninth-level beast masters in the Beast Continent beside him with an embarrassed look on his face and said, "Why do you feel the smell of gunpowder is so strong..."

"How could it be?" Luo Qingchen chuckled upon hearing this and said, "Di Luofeng, I have admired your name for a long time."

"I don't dare to take it seriously." Di Luofeng raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes sparkling with tiny light, he looked at Luo Qingchen with thin lips and soft teeth and said, "Nice to meet you."

With a slight smile on his lips, he looked at her seriously.

Sigh... If her favorability hadn't been reduced to minus 20%, she must have thought that Di Luofeng fell in love with her at first sight.

Because his eyes are particularly beautiful, but the layers of light seem to reflect the light of stars in the dark pupils, quiet and gentle.

"Phew -" Just as she was silent in her imaginary world, a golden light flashed above her head.

"Golden Swallow Beast." Luo Qingchen raised her eyes slightly, and the Golden Swallow Beast had already dropped a letter into her palm.

The person who wrote the letter is her master. That is the current head of Qiong Tower - Dugu Wanyue.

——The third divine beast, Snow Qilin, appears. Head to Bian Village quickly. The people from the Southern Sect should have already set off.

She frowned lightly, a white light flashed in her right hand, and the rice paper in her hand turned into ashes.

"It seems that the lonely leader has already informed you?" Di Luofeng was very smart, and he could see the clues from her face with a flick of his eyes.

Luo Qingchen nodded, looking a little worried.

When he subdued the fourth-ranked mythical beast Snow Phoenix in the memory of the original owner, he almost died on the spot.

Now it’s Snow Qilin, who ranks third, and it’s really a bit… square….

[What about the host, a negative 20% favorability will accompany you to move forward bravely! 】

There's nothing wrong with you, can you just stop talking?

"Don't worry -" Di Luofeng chuckled, glanced at An Qiaoyu behind him and said, "My master dares to let my junior brother, a seventh-level beast master, go, which proves that the danger is not high."

"Hmm?" Luo Qingchen shook her head helplessly and said, "Have you ever asked your junior brother what contribution he made when he conquered the Snow Phoenix in the Camo Forest?"

The next second, there seemed to be another smell of gunpowder in the air.

An Qiaoyu's face suddenly changed as if he heard the scene at that time. He looked at Di Luofeng and said, "Senior brother, that snow phoenix is ​​so cruel. It breathed fire and I almost couldn't return to you."

"If this is really the case, I should thank that divine beast." Di Luofeng's eyes brightened slightly, with a slight smile on his lips.

The next second, a flash of green light flashed, and he had already taken off with his sword, running towards the direction of Bian'an Village.

Luo Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly, her body swayed, and she followed closely.

"Master——" Yu Ruoshui looked at Luo Qingchen's disappearing figure with a shocked expression.

In an instant, she hurriedly grabbed An Qiaoyu's hand beside her, her cheeks turned red and she said shyly, "Mr. An, can you take me with you?"