"Ah Xuan..." Ye Qingluo whispered, trying to raise his head.
But when she moved, the big palm pressing on the back of her head became harder and harder.
The strange feeling running through Ye Qingluo's heart also continued to magnify.
Just when Ye Qingluo wanted to forcibly resist Emperor Moxuan.
Above his head, his mellow and seductive voice, like fine wine, floated: "Xiao Luo'er, this is the place where you grew up and lived... I'm so excited..."
His voice trembled a little.
The arms around her body gradually tightened.
The familiar scent of sandalwood lingers in the nostrils.
The strange feeling in Ye Qing's heart gradually dissipated.
Right.
This place was extremely unfamiliar to the ancient Emperor Moxuan.
Moreover, it is where she grew up.
It was only natural that Di Moxuan's mood would change so much.
However, Ye Qingluo, who was buried in the man's arms, did not see it.
The handsome man above his head had a gentle smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes at all.
There was a frightening coldness in those twinkling peach blossom eyes.
Faintly, there is still a little red glow.
Suddenly, eight black tentacles like spiders spread out from his body.
The tentacles opened their teeth and claws, and went towards the girl in his arms.
The horrified red light in his eyes shone brighter and brighter.
It made those peach-blossom eyes flooded with light look extremely bewitching.
The black tentacles seemed to imprison Ye Qingluo, and sent her body to Di Moxuan's chest.
At this moment, Di Moxuan's body was like melting mud, and Ye Qingluo, who was in his arms, melted into his body bit by bit.
And the girl nestled in Emperor Moxuan's arms.
But completely unaware of all this.
The eight black tentacles, little by little, tried to submerge into Ye Qingluo's body.
Just when the tentacles were one centimeter away from the skin on her back.
A red glow suddenly appeared on Ye Qingluo's body.
The tentacles were bounced back hard.
Di Moxuan swayed slightly, and his body became tense.
"Ah Xuan, what's wrong?" Ye Qingluo didn't know what happened.
She didn't notice any changes in the "Emperor Moxuan" in front of her.
It was just that he suddenly sensed that the body of "Di Moxuan" was a little stiff.
"Di Moxuan" had sinister eyes, with red light covering his eye sockets, staring fiercely at the girl in his arms.
When the girl broke through his restraint and forcibly raised her head.
The reddened eyes of "Emperor Moxuan" quickly returned to the black obsidian.
The eight tentacles also retracted in an instant.
"Ah Xuan, are you uncomfortable with this place?" Ye Qingluo raised his hand, wanting to caress God Mo Xuan's face.
A lot of sweat oozed from his forehead.
"Di Moxuan" hurriedly avoided her hand, and let go of her delicate body: "It's nothing, Xiao Luoer, first take me to the place where you used to live."
Ye Qingluo's hands froze in mid-air, slightly startled.
Ah Xuan, he would never avoid her touch.
"Xiao Luo'er?" Seeing her standing in place, she did not move for a long time.
"Di Moxuan" stood in front of Ye Qingluo, raised his hand, and grabbed her wrist.
Under his pull, Ye Qingluo took a few steps forward.
Her gaze settled on the hand on the wrist.
Gentle palm, slender fingers.
Very familiar, it is the big palm in memory.
But Ye Qingluo faintly noticed something strange.
But she had no way of knowing the source of this weirdness.
The person in front of him shouldn't be... the fake Emperor Moxuan, right
Last time, she met a fake Emperor Moxuan in the final trial of the illusion in the Shangxuan Pagoda!