"Brother Di, the barrier has been unlocked."
A clear and pleasant voice like a silver bell sounded from outside the tunnel.
But Wolf Shengfa, who was about to rush out of the tunnel, was blocked by Chu Wuxin's hurricane, turned sideways to avoid the hurricane, but bumped into a soft body.
"Ah!" A voice like a silver bell cried out in pain, and limply fell to one side.
A strong arm gently supported the woman.
He just gave her a handy hand, and when she stood still, he withdrew his hand.
However, the woman took advantage of the situation and directly snuggled into that arm, tightly wrapping around his waist, refusing to let go.
Wolf Saint Law was stunned.
When he saw the entrance of the tunnel and people walked in, the expression on his face was full of horror.
The person who came in was dressed in a glittering purple robe, and because of the oncoming hurricane, the sleeves of his clothes fluttered, drawing a glittering stream of light.
A head of dark hair, not tied or tied, casually scattered on the shoulders.
It seemed very casual, very lazy.
What is even more amazing is that magnificent face.
The narrow and charming peach blossom eyes seem to carry the thousands of charms in the world, shining with intoxicating luster.
However, there was a gloomy chill in his eyes.
"Emperor?"
Wolf Shengfa recognized at a glance, in this realm of Nirvana, the man who is called a myth.
He circled Ye Qingqian, took a few steps back, and looked at Di Moxuan vigilantly.
He had heard about the relationship between Emperor Moxuan and Ye Qingluo from Ye Qingqian.
A Chu Wuxin.
An Emperor Moxuan.
A little girl unexpectedly attracted two masters to gather here.
but…
The current situation is interesting.
Interestingly, he didn't want to take Ye Qingqian away for the time being, and wanted to stay and watch the show.
…
Ye Qingluo paused for a while while clasping her robes.
She heard a woman's soft voice.
That voice was very familiar.
It was a voice that had appeared in her dreams several times and made her feel uneasy.
Subconsciously, she turned her head stiffly and followed the sound to look over.
Seeing this, the whole person froze in place.
His body tensed completely, his pupils dilated.
At the entrance of the tunnel, the hurricane dispersed, revealing that magnificent figure.
Ye Qing rolled her eyes, and then bumped into those slightly cold peach blossom eyes.
Like a deep pool, bottomless.
Emperor Moxuan...
he came.
He came in his own face.
Not Mo Zun, but Emperor Mo Xuan.
"Brother Di..." Seemingly sensing the growing coldness of the man beside her, the woman tugged on Di Moxuan's sleeve robe and whispered.
Ye Qingluo's gaze followed the voice and landed on the woman.
With just a glance, Ye Qingluo's whole body was stunned in Chu Wuxin's arms like a lightning strike.
My mind went blank.
The strings that have been tense are cracked at the root.
Her mind was full of the appearance of that woman.
He didn't even notice that he was still in Chu Wuxin's arms, and he had already forgotten the not-too-distant Wolf Sacred Law.
Nestled in Emperor Moxuan's arms.
The blue figure has soft lines, convex as it should be, warped as it should be.
Dressed in a blue soft gauze, she looked as elegant as a fairy.
The black and lustrous blue silk is pulled into a unique hair temple, and there is a delicate gold hairpin pinned to it.
That face is stunningly beautiful.
Coupled with that seemingly gentle, but like a little dragon girl, cold and holy temperament.
It complements this woman more and more, she is so beautiful.
Her beauty is different from Ye Qingluo's flamboyant and enchanting beauty.
Her beauty is extremely peaceful, which makes people feel pity.
The beauty of Ye Qingluo is like a poppy flower that bewitches people's hearts, charms all living beings, and makes people feel fatally tempted.