"You... how could you..."
Sun Yutong was startled, his face turned pale when he thought of what he had just said.
She hurriedly looked in Mei's direction, eager to explain: "Sister Mei, I'm not talking about you...it's her, it's her..."
"Explain to her what those are doing!" Yan Zhenfei grabbed Sun Yutong's arm angrily, "A waste of self-esteem! Being humiliated in public like this is really embarrassing to the emissary!"
After all, she didn't even bother to look at Mei, and walked straight to Ye Qingluo.
Yan Zhenfei walked slowly.
In the eyes of everyone.
It felt like Yan Zhenfei didn't take a step, it was like an invisible mountain pressing down.
They were so overwhelmed that they could not breathe.
The onlookers immediately showed their reverence for Yan Zhenfei and Anyou Palace.
It is worthy of being the messenger of the Dark Palace.
The momentum is so compelling!
However, on Ye Qingluo's face, there was no emotion in the slightest.
Her eyebrows and eyes are calm, and the corners of her mouth are slightly curved, which seems to be a smile that is not a smile.
Yan Zhenfei stopped in front of Ye Qingluo.
Under the veil, the two eyes stared fiercely at Ye Qingluo as if poisoned: "Miss Ye, under the eyes of this envoy, the person who beat this envoy, could it be that... don't you put me in Anyou Palace?" In eyes?"
Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows, and the playful smile in his eyes was even more serious.
Sure enough, as she guessed.
Yan Zhenfei has no real rights at all in the Dark Palace.
There must be a legitimate reason for her to do it.
One, the reason related to the Dark Palace.
Otherwise, Yan Zhenfei would fight her casually.
I'm afraid that the Dark Palace will not stand out for this.
Ye Qingluo tilted his head and snorted lightly: "Dark Palace?"
She smiled lowly and murmured these three words.
Immediately, she raised her charming eyes, her wicked smile was still on her face.
"Yeah, I really didn't pay attention to the Dark Palace, let alone you, the so-called messenger of the Dark Palace."
Her voice is very soft.
The tone is also very soft.
There is no extra emotion.
Unfortunately, everyone felt that...
That kind of disgusting connotation.
Yan Zhenfei's eyes suddenly became dark.
She gritted her teeth: "Yeluo, do you still think that you still have Lord Emperor Zun as your backer? This envoy tells you that within half a month, Anyou Palace will definitely become the first palace in the realm of Nirvana!"
Mention Lord Regal.
Yan Zhenfei's eyes flashed instantly.
Her gaze crossed Ye Qingluo, and landed behind Ye Qingluo, the stern man with long jade body who looked like a god.
Although the man was wearing half a mask, it covered half of his face.
But in terms of his aura.
Not ordinary people.
Even if this man is just standing there, he has a kind of arrogance of being a king and a subject, surpassing the nine heavens.
Compared to the few people I saw in the Dark Palace.
This person looks even more fascinating!
Such an excellent man.
How could he become the servant of that bitch Ye Luo
Yan Zhenfei suppressed the jealousy in her eyes, and continued maliciously: "Oh~ By the way, this emissary forgot, you still have the Lord of Death Castle as your backer."
Yan Zhenfei deliberately raised her voice.
As a result, the onlookers who stood relatively close heard Yan Zhenfei's words.
Immediately, the pot exploded again.
Lord of Death Castle
Chu Wuxin
That... the inaccessible, mysterious Chu Wuxin
That iceberg-like man is Ye Luo's backer
Little by little, everyone's eyes shifted to Emperor Moxuan who was behind Ye Qingluo.