Ye Qingluo frowned slightly, and quickly followed the direction of the breath.
Coincidentally, they met the eyes of the Mistress of Anyou Palace.
That's right.
It is the eyes.
Those unreal eyes shrouded in a black cloak.
It's like a black vortex, constantly surging violently.
Sharp eyes, scorching burning.
That gaze was really scorching.
what happened
Why did the Mistress of the Dark Palace... show such a look to her
just like…
What did she do to hurt God and be sorry for him
However, the Mistress of the Dark Palace did not give her a chance to think deeply.
The eyes of the Mistress of the Dark Palace were once again shrouded under the cloak.
"Ye...Miss." The Mistress of Anyou Palace considered Ye Qingluo's title, and then chuckled softly, "I heard that Ye is very intelligent, I really want to hear it... Ye, I think, the purpose of this palace What is it?"
Ye Qingluo frowned even tighter.
The Mistress of Anyou Palace continued to laugh and said, "If you guessed right, I will let you go, how about it?"
The Mistress of Anyou Palace's gaze was fixed on Ye Qingluo.
This gaze made Ye Qingluo feel a little uncomfortable.
The Lord of the Dark Palace...
What exactly do you want to do
Why... I always feel that his gaze always has a... strange feeling.
It seems familiar.
Like resentment.
It's like... I'm very upset with her behavior!
All kinds of complicated emotions made Ye Qingluo a little puzzled...
How do you feel, the Mistress of the Dark Palace seems to know her
No... Impossible...
If she would know this kind, strong enough to even stand in front of her.
The words of a powerful person that she can't even perceive...
It is impossible for her not to know!
Around the waist, a strong arm was suddenly encircled.
The man pulled her back.
His tall and straight body stood in front of her.
It also blocked the eyes of the owner of the Anyou Palace.
Di Moxuan's dark peach blossom eyes seemed to be icy cold, and he looked at the Mistress of Anyou Palace coldly: "If I want to take my wife away, do you think you can stop it?"
The eyes of the two collided.
The surrounding air seemed to condense.
Ye Qingluo could even feel the invisible air waves in the air, which were constantly churning, exuding a strong murderous aura.
"Lord Emperor Zun is really confident in himself." The Mistress of the Dark Palace snorted coldly, and suddenly raised his right arm.
Ye Qingluo's complexion changed: "Ah Xuan..."
Di Moxuan tightened his arms, and a transparent barrier stood in front of the two of them.
All around, the luxurious palace turned into a black atmosphere bit by bit, gradually twisting and dissipating.
Gradually, it turned into an abyss like hell.
The black breath twisted little by little.
Another scene was formed.
Weeds were overgrown, and what wafted in the air was the smell of corroded vegetation, which was a bit eerie.
However, a powerful air wave turned into a hurricane and collided with the barrier formed by Emperor Moxuan.
Ye Qingluo was embraced by Emperor Protector Mo Xuan, opened her eyes, and looked around.
It's a... desolate cemetery scene.
It is impossible to tell how old this cemetery is.
The dull breath makes people a little breathless.
Hao Nanren, who was sitting on the chair, saw this scene, his legs went weak with fright: "Where is this? You... Didn't you say that you want to avenge me? Why, why..."
After Hao Nanren listened to the conversation between Ye Qingluo and the Mistress of Anyou Palace.
More or less understood some words.
His heart tightened suddenly, and he looked at the Mistress of Anyou Palace with a face full of horror.