Chapter 2040
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The silence lasted for as long as fifteen minutes.
Finally, Di Mo Xuan opened his mouth.
"People from the God Realm dare to intervene in the matters of the lower realm?"
Di Mo Xuan's voice was cold, "How daring."
His rosy lips curled into a cool arc as he looked at the historiographer, "I wonder according to the laws of heaven, what kind of punishment will be given for such a crime?"
The historiographer originally didn't hear what Young Island Master whispered to the Overlord.
But now he heard the Overlord mentioning the two words "God Realm".
His heart skipped a beat and almost jumped out of his throat.
God Realm?
And it even involved the God Realm?
People from the God Realm meddled in the matters of the lower realm …
This crime was far more serious than people from the Earth Realm sneaking into the lower realm!
But, people from the God Realm.
Even their balanced historiographer didn't dare to offend them easily.
But, Di Mo Xuan threw the problem to him …
The historiographer instantly felt a headache coming on.
How could an innocent person like him be implicated in the dispute between the two forces?
If he had known that the imbalance in the lower realm which he sensed in the Heaven Realm was caused by Ye Qing Luo who had a close relationship with the Overlord.
He would never intervene in this matter even if he was beaten to death!
Now, he was regretting so much but he still had to bite the bullet and said in a trembling voice, "What the Overlord said is right, according to the laws of heaven, people from the God Realm who sneak into the lower realm will have to suffer the calamity of eighty one bolts of heavenly thunder and be thrown into the Heaven Prison for a hundred years."
Youhan's face instantly turned as white as paper.
He could no longer maintain his usual frosty look.
To suffer the calamity of eighty one bolts of heavenly thunder and be thrown into the Heaven Prison without any treatment.
Wasn't this forcing him to his death?
"Historiographer!" Young Island Master stared angrily at the historiographer.
The historiographer immediately looked away.
"What, Young Island Master wants to threaten the historiographer to defy the laws of heaven in front of me?" Di Mo Xuan glanced at Young Island Master with a smile yet not a smile.
Young Island Master felt a chill down his spine as he lowered his head, "I … don't dare."
"Then shut up and do everything according to the rules." Di Mo Xuan's narrow peach blossom eyes flashed past a contemptuous sneer.
Immediately, he lowered his eyes.
Like flowers blooming in spring, it was extremely gentle and warm.
He gave a slight smile as he caressed Ye Qing Luo's fine black hair, speaking in a gentle voice, "Lil Luo 'er must be tired, let's go back and rest."
Ye Qing Luo raised her head and met his tender eyes.
Her heart was as sweet as if it had been irrigated by sugar water.
The man who had abandoned the palace to support her.
No matter how one looked at him, he was handsome.
This was her man.
Ye Qing Luo opened up her arms and wrapped them tightly around his sturdy waist.
Di Mo Xuan's hand that was caressing her hair was gentle.
However, his face regained its indifference and coldness. "Historiographer, you have been in the Lower Realm for too long. Now, lead your brothers back to the Heavenly Law Realm. If the God Realm wants to take those two people away, just let them come and find me. I'll take responsibility for whatever happens. "
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The scribe nodded repeatedly and impatiently led the other scribes away.
He didn't give the Young Island Master any chance to stop him.
The golden light gradually disappeared into the horizon.
The crack in the sky also returned to normal.
Young Island Master's body went limp as he fell heavily onto the ground.
Finished …
Everything was finished …
He couldn't get You Han back …
Today, he had lost such a huge face.
Everything he had, was completely ruined …
"Young Island Master, antidote." Di Mo Xuan narrowed his peach blossom eyes as he looked at the man whose face was filled with despair as he spoke coldly.
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