Chapter 4905
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As though he was warning her — —
Answer properly!
Death question!
Death stare!
Ye Qing Luo, "….."
So how should she answer in order to satisfy this Master?
Was Di Mo Xuan called …..
Smiling on the outside, but cursing in his heart?
On the surface, he looked extremely confident and complacent, totally unconcerned about Zhu Wu Xin's thoughts towards her.
In reality.
In her heart …. She hated Zhu Wu Xin's thoughts towards her deeply!
Ye Qing Luo secretly raised her hand and pinched his arm, "You don't believe me?"
This kind of warning action.
Must be condemned!
Di Mo Xuan's inky eyes congealed deeply on the young lady's face, "Of course I believe you, I know …. the person Lil Luo 'er loves the most, is me."
"You know and you still strangled me?" Ye Qing Luo pinched his arm again, "Strangling me means that you don't believe me!"
Di Mo Xuan's brows were filled with a smile, "So you admit that the person you love the most, is indeed me?"
"No." Ye Qing Luo replied decisively, "The person I love the most, is myself."
"The person I love the most is you, that's enough." Di Mo Xuan lowered his head slightly, as his chin rested on the young lady's shoulder.
Ye Qing Luo's little hand pinched the back of his hand from time to time.
The man's joints were clearly defined, his fair jade-like fingers felt extremely good to touch.
She let out a light snort.
The man suddenly held her little hand, as his deep magnetic voice was mellow like fine wine, "I'm because …. I care about you, so I'm not confident in myself."
"My fault."
"Don't be angry, hmm?"
The last "hmm" at the end of the tone was raised, low and lazy.
Like a little hook, it tugged at Ye Qing Luo's heartstrings bit by bit.
"Bam!"
In front, a sound of a heavy object colliding was heard.
It dispersed the warmth in the room.
Ye Qing Luo's vision had just turned over.
She saw the figure who had knocked against the door, but was still swaying, as he turned around to leave.
That figure gave off a lonely and bitter feeling as if he was fleeing for his life.
Ye Qing Luo's pink lips moved, as she wanted to call out to Zhu Wu Xin.
But the words that were about to come out, she swallowed it back.
What was the use of calling him?
For people like Zhu Wu Xin …
To a person who was so paranoid that he was speechless.
Since he couldn't give any response.
Or …
Use indifference to reject.
She could see that too.
Those actions and words that Di Mo Xuan had said earlier, were all completely different.
It was all to … make Zhu Wu Xin give up.
However …
Looking at Zhu Wuxin's swaying figure, which looked like it would fall at any moment even when he walked, and the blood dripping on the ground,
Ye Qing Luo's pink lips pursed even tighter.
More or less, he couldn't bear to do it.
Before he could speak.
Beside his ears, the man's faint voice floated down: "Xiao Jiu, follow him, don't let him die."
A ball of white light suddenly shot toward Zhu Wuxin.
The strong wind caused the tottering figure to lose its balance and fall to the ground.
The huge nine-tailed fox swept its tail and hooked the man who was about to come into intimate contact with the ground.
Then, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the underground palace of the Dark Palace.
"Ah Xuan ….." Ye Qing Luo stretched out her hand and hooked his neck, rubbing her head against his face, "Thank you."
"Because of Zhu Wu Xin, you're thanking me?" The man's obsidian eyes sunk slightly, as his tone sunk.
Ye Qing Luo shook her head, as her pink lips held a bright smile, "I want to thank you …. for loving me so much."
She tiptoed and hooked the man's neck.
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