Balance historian
When these four words came out of Mei's mouth.
Hell Palace and the others all turned black.
Come balance historian.
It's not just Lord Regal's woman who can't escape.
The people of their hell palace, sneaking into the lower realm to do things, they can't escape!
"Who are you! How dare you come to Hell Mansion to make trouble?!" Lao Lie immediately aimed at Mei, and yelled angrily, "You keep saying that Lord Emperor's woman is from the lower realm! Since she is from the lower realm, How do you know?"
"How do I know, it's not important." Mei Yin stared at Ye Qingluo coldly, "The important thing is...she is a lowly person from the lower world! She is not worthy to stand beside Lord Emperor Zun, nor She is not worthy of Lord Emperor Zun to support her!"
This last paragraph.
Mei is almost word by word, words that pop out from between the teeth.
Make no secret of your jealousy and resentment.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp slap.
Mei's body flew backwards like fragments, and hit the ground.
A Lei glared at Mei, and said coldly: "Shut up, the future mistress of the Imperial Palace, you dare to insult me?!"
Half of Mei's face was swollen from that slap, and the corners of Mei's lips were still bloodshot.
"Emperor Palace... future mistress... huh, huh..."
May laughed softly.
While murmuring these words.
Laughing like a madman.
She smiled and smiled.
The laughter became extremely weird.
Suddenly, Mei raised her head, and fixedly looked at Di Moxuan with her deep black eyes: "Master Dizun... This is your personal guardian, and their attitude is your attitude... The future mistress... is your promise." For her... right!"
Those eyes that were so dark that no emotion could be seen.
There is a bit of urgency and madness.
Faintly, one could feel the fleeting pain and despair in those eyes.
Di Moxuan frowned slightly, his twinkling peach blossom eyes turned, but he didn't intend to turn to Mei.
However, Ye Qingluo still saw a hint of impatience in Di Moxuan's eyes, but he was worried about something.
I can tell.
Di Moxuan didn't want to waste time with Mei.
only…
Now, Mei has obviously completely lost her mind.
Seeing that Emperor Moxuan didn't reply in time.
She then walked a few steps closer to Di Moxuan.
The delicate and young face has been distorted, showing a look of madness: "Master Emperor, she is just a descendant of the lower world, following you will only drag you down! She is just using your power... to achieve herself The purpose! She is not worthy of you, not worthy of you!"
She growled hysterically.
In the hideous and terrifying pupils, bloodshot red.
She approached Di Moxuan.
Raising his hands, he wanted to hug Di Moxuan.
But, when Mei was still three steps away from Emperor Moxuan.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Di Moxuan.
It's Ah Yu!
The young man in hard attire raised his foot and kicked Mei's chest without hesitation.
"ah-"
With this kick, Ah Yu didn't show mercy.
Mei, who kicked straight, wailed in pain.
She fell to the ground.
A hole was smashed into the ground.
Mei's internal organs were also shaken to the point of bursting open.
Blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
"Why! Just because she is young, because she is beautiful?!" Mei roared unwillingly, her voice was already hoarse, and she coughed up a big mouthful of blood while roaring.
However, her bloodshot eyes were still tightly locked on Ye Qingluo's body.