Ye Qingluo felt the hands around her waist go stiff.
Immediately, the sneering laughter continued: "I don't know how to pity and cherish jade. Such a beautiful little beauty, if it becomes two paragraphs... I don't know if she can still maintain her beauty..."
Ye Qingluo understood the meaning of his words, resisted the tearing suction force, stretched out her hands with difficulty, and held Di Moxuan's arm tightly: "Ah Xuan, don't listen..."
The hand on the waist gradually loosened.
Ye Qingluo grabbed his arm in a panic.
But was avoided by Emperor Moxuan.
"Ah Xuan!" Without the support of Emperor Moxuan's strength, Ye Qingluo's body quickly flew towards the Mistress of Anyou Palace.
"Boom" sound.
Her delicate body crashed into the arms of the Mistress of the Dark Palace.
She didn't have time to struggle.
The Mistress of the Dark Palace had already tightly held her body.
Ye Qingluo struggled, and immediately raised his head to look at Di Moxuan.
Then he looked at God Mo Xuan's peach blossom eyes as deep as a pool.
The black air arms wrapped around his body almost sank into his body.
Still constantly, pulling him in the direction of the crack.
This scene made Ye Qingluo's pupils dilate, and an unknown emotion began to surge in his heart.
"wait for me."
She only had time to see the man's thin lips move slightly, uttering two silent words.
Immediately saw his figure, completely absorbed into the crack.
The entire cemetery also fell into silence.
However, the man who had been protecting her but was afraid of hurting her had disappeared before his eyes.
"Ah Xuan—"
She stretched out her hand in the direction of Di Moxuan, her eyes were almost blood red.
But in the end, I still watched him disappear.
"Dark, secluded, palace!"
Ye Qing's blood-colored pupils, like a monstrous mandala flower in full bloom, flashed with strange treachery.
She was held in the arms of the Mistress of the Dark Palace.
With a backhand, he tightened the collar of the Mistress of Anyou Palace.
A pair of blood-colored eyes stared at him: "Where did you get Ah Xuan! What are you going to do to Ah Xuan? Don't you want to plot against us? Why don't you just send me there too!"
The Mistress of Anyou Palace, who was being held by the collar, was in a calm mood, and the hand clasped around her waist still did not let go.
He just looked at her quietly.
He didn't answer Ye Qingluo's question either.
Let Ye Qingluo roar hysterically.
He didn't seem to hear it.
Just staring at her with invisible eyes under the black cloak.
After Ye Qingluo vented.
When no response is received.
Gradually, he also calmed down.
Only then did she realize that the distance between her and the Mistress of the Dark Palace was very close.
As she got closer, she could smell the cool air from the Mistress of the Dark Palace.
And the eyes under the black cloak made her feel a little scared...
I don't know, I thought...
The owner of the Anyou Palace is secretly in love with her.
Take the opportunity to eat her tofu and admire her beauty!
Do not know why…
At this moment, Ye Qingluo seemed to see a trace of... a familiar feeling from the owner of the Anyou Palace.
But she couldn't remember when she had any interaction with the Mistress of the Dark Palace.
"Night girl."
The Mistress of Anyou Palace, who had been silent for a while, suddenly called her name.
Ye Qingluo's face was condensed, and he let go of his collar: "What is your purpose? If your target is me and Ah Xuan, then send me to Ah Xuan, wouldn't it be better?"
"Heh, heh heh..."
He chuckled again, with a hint of mockery in his cold and sharp voice.