Chapter 5097
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Everyone had gathered at the scene of the wedding ceremony to watch the ceremony.
Among the flowers, there was no one else to be seen.
Yi Jiu's long and narrow phoenix eyes were flowing with a few rays of bright light, extremely evil.
His thin lips curled and suddenly reached out and pressed on Ye Qing Luo's shoulder.
Immediately, his figure leaned forward.
That devilishly handsome face was magnified in Ye Qing Luo's pupils.
Ye Qing Luo was stunned for a moment.
She didn't quite understand the intention of Yi Jiu's action.
But she didn't show too much panic on her face, just raised her hand to block Yi Jiu's chest, blocking him from getting close.
It was also at this moment.
Ye Qing Luo's wrist was pulled by a huge force.
With a little force, she staggered back a few steps and almost fell to the ground.
Just as she was about to turn her head to look.
Yi Jiu suddenly grabbed her arm hard and pulled her towards him.
Ye Qing Luo: "…"
Each of them pulled one arm.
Was this a tug of war?
"Your Majesty, today is your big day. You came here … and pulled my future wife. Isn't that a little inappropriate?"
Yi Jiu spat out a voice laced with evil laughter.
He smiled with his phoenix eyes, looking behind Ye Qing Luo with a faint smile.
Overlord?
Ye Qing Luo raised her eyebrows slightly.
She glanced sideways, and sure enough, her eyes met that peerless face.
And that pair of eyes that seemed to be full of infinite affection, as deep as ink.
He held her wrist tightly, a little strong, as if he was holding back some emotions.
Ye Qing Luo's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
Immediately, her pink lips raised into a faint smile: "Groom, what do you mean?"
She looked down at her wrist.
The groom tightly pursed his thin lips, his eyes were surging with stormy waves.
He held Ye Qing Luo's hand and refused to let go.
Ye Qing Luo tried to shake it off but failed, her expression turned solemn, "Bridegroom, please conduct yourself with dignity."
"You … listen to my explanation."
He spoke in a low and hoarse voice, word by word, with difficulty.
Ye Qing Luo's brows creased even tighter as a trace of puzzlement and solemnity surfaced in her eyes, "Bridegroom, what do you mean by this? You and I don't know each other at all. If you do this … will you be able to face the lord of the Devil Palace? "
"Little Luo 'er …"
He called out in a low voice.
That familiar voice that made one's heart tremble, calling out Di Mo Xuan's exclusive title.
Ye Qing Luo's heart was still moved.
However, on the surface, he frowned even tighter: "Groom, I think you have recognized the wrong person."
"How could I be mistaken …" The groom's voice was hoarse and full of pain. "Give me a chance to explain …"
Before he could finish.
Yi Jiu's hand suddenly reached over and pushed the groom's hand away.
The bridegroom's eyes immediately shot out a sharp, cold glint toward Yi Jiu.
Yi Jiu casually pulled Ye Qing Luo to his side as he nonchalantly pulled the corners of his lips: "Overlord, Miss Mu already said that she doesn't know you …. Isn't it a little too much for you to keep pestering her? Don't forget, you're the new husband of today's wedding ceremony! "
Yi Jiu deliberately emphasized on the last three words.
"Is it your turn to speak?" The groom's voice was deep and cold as he reached out to grab Ye Qing Luo's arm again, "This Lord is talking to her, what has it got to do with you?!"
"This Lord said that she is this Lord's future Princess Consort, you say …. this Lord has nothing to do with this Lord." Yi Jiu moved forward and blocked the groom's outstretched hand.
He laughed so much that he deserved a spanking.
Seventh Miss Who Likes Trash: Overlord, please be gentler with your love. Seventh Miss Who Likes Trash: Overlord, please be gentler with your love.
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