Ye Qing fell into a daze.
A certain man standing beside him suddenly exuded extremely low air pressure.
The two people who were still smiling, constantly boasting about Ye Qingluo, and expressing their gratitude, immediately felt a chill down their spines.
The line of sight moved to the bedside bit by bit, that man in purple robe who looked like an exiled immortal.
They silently closed their mouths, succumbed to Lord Emperor's majesty, and expressed their intention to leave cowardly.
Ye Qingluo reached out to grab Di Moxuan's arm.
But just woke up from a coma, with no strength in his body.
When she raised her hand, she didn't even touch the white gauze covering her face, and it hung down limply again.
When her hand fell back onto the bed softly.
Di Moxuan's big palm wrapped around her little hand in time.
Ye Qingluo held his big palm instead, and squeezed it gently.
Immediately, she smiled, looked at the two people standing by the door through the veil, and said softly: "Thank you two powerful masters for your concern, thank you for looking up to me, I just woke up, I feel a little uncomfortable I hope you two will forgive me."
The two power bosses nodded repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's us who disturbed Miss Ye's rest."
When the two power masters went out.
Di Moxuan's deep and cold voice came from the room: "Mo Yueying, go and tell Long Yunzhan and Tong Ziqing that if anyone comes later, they will receive them, and don't bother Xiao Luo'er with those trivial matters. "
The two influencers at the door shivered.
It should be the first time for them to be said to be trivial things...
The key point is that they don't dare to be angry yet.
Of course, they didn't feel any displeasure either.
Instead, he secretly sighed in his heart: Lord Dizun really dotes on his wife like his life, and only a woman like Miss Ye who is out of the mundane world can be compatible with Lord Dizun.
"yes… "
Suddenly, a soft voice with an extremely stiff tone sounded like a ghost behind him.
The two influencers were so frightened that they almost screamed.
Follow the sound and look over.
Behind him, at some point, a little loli who was covered in pink and looked like a dumpling appeared.
Looks sweet, extremely cute.
But unfortunately, with an expressionless face, a pair of empty eyes, and a body as stiff as a corpse...
"Damn—"
The two disregarded their identities as power masters, and ran away screaming.
"..." Mo Yueying stared at the backs of the two, raised her hand slightly stiffly, and touched her face.
She tilted her head and blinked her cute big eyes: "Am I really... scary?"
Freeze in place for a moment.
She moved her head again.
It's better to go and take Emperor Zun's words to the squad leader and sister Ziqing.
Otherwise, if someone else came to disturb Qing Luo.
Lord Regal might really, really make her scary.
Inside the room, Ye Qingluo glared at Di Moxuan resentfully: "Ah Zhan was almost captured by people from that area on the battlefield, and he was also seriously injured. How can we let them receive those powerful bosses?"
Di Moxuan sat down beside the bed: "Long Yunzhan is a human dragon, if he can't even defeat a piece of scum in the world and needs your help, he will lose the qualification to stay by your side."
"Are you sure it's not because you're jealous?" Ye Qingluo raised her eyebrows and asked with a teasing smile.
"Little Luo'er." Di Moxuan was serious, without meaning to joke, "You are no longer what you used to be. After this battle, your life will no longer be as peaceful as it was before."