No, not right.
From the time when passing through the shimmering white light stone wall.
Di Moxuan was worried that the two would be separated.
He intertwined his fingers tightly and held her tightly in his hand.
until the twenty-first century.
Their hands have never been separated.
She is confident in her perception abilities.
If this Emperor Moxuan is fake.
She must feel it.
Can…
The person in front of him is so familiar, no matter in appearance or the aura emanating from him.
Di Moxuan...how could it be fake
Heart, extremely confused.
"Boom" sound.
Ye Qingluo's face hit hard on the man's hard chest.
She covered her nose in pain and looked up at him.
"Di Moxuan" stopped at some point.
He frowned slightly, looked at her face with dark eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Xiao Luo'er, don't you want me to know your past life?"
Ye Qingluo covered her nose with her hand.
Her gaze met his.
Suspicion was faintly flowing in the bottom of my heart.
When she met his gaze, she somehow wanted to believe him.
"How could it be?" Ye Qing calmed down and smiled, "I have always wanted to show you the place where I lived, but I just didn't have the chance."
There were ripples in the peach blossom eyes of "Di Moxuan".
Circles of ripples are like a soul-stirring net.
Layer upon layer, covering Ye Qingluo's heart.
"However, your expression tells me that you don't want me to appear here."
His slender fingers gently stroked Ye Qingluo's forehead.
The warm touch brushed over the skin on her face.
Ye Qingluo's delicate body trembled slightly, shrank unnaturally, avoiding the touch of his fingertips: "I didn't..."
"Di Moxuan" sighed softly: "Xiao Luo'er, you know, I am not willing to embarrass you, if I don't want to, I won't force it."
"No, it's not..." Ye Qing lowered his eyes, not knowing how to express his feelings at this time.
How should she tell Di Moxuan that she was still skeptical just now that he is a fake Di Moxuan
Under the current situation, Di Moxuan was obviously a little angry.
If she talked about her doubts about him again.
Wouldn't it add fuel to the fire
See Ye Qingluo lowered his head.
The shining eyes of "Di Moxuan" were gradually covered with darkness.
Inside the body, the eight black tentacles were eager to move and wrap around Ye Qingluo.
"Di Moxuan" suppressed the restlessness in his body, and maintained a calm tone of voice: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, it's rare to see Xiao Luo'er's hometown, let's take a look around first."
The girl snuggling in his arms froze suddenly.
Immediately, the girl raised her head: "Ah Xuan, do you know where this is?"
"Di Moxuan" said with a faint smile, "Xiao Luo'er's hometown."
Ye Qingluo nodded: "Then do you still remember why we returned to my hometown from the realm of Nirvana?"
The gentle smile on the face of "Di Moxuan" condensed: "D-Of course I remember, we... we..."
"Did you not know, or did you forget?" Hearing the faltering appearance of "Di Moxuan", Ye Qingluo suddenly curled his lips, revealing a treacherous smile.
Then, "Di Moxuan" only felt his arms lighten, and the warmth attached to his chest dissipated in this instant.
The girl in his arms broke through the shackles of his arms at some point.
The girl's body was light, and she stood ten steps away from him, her pink lips raised slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm: "Then let me remind you, the purpose of our coming here is to find Xiaoyi and Jinzi."