"Who said that the target of this palace is you and Lord Emperor?"
The words of the Mistress of Anyou Palace made Ye Qingluo's expression freeze.
She frowned, her eyes full of doubts.
The Mistress of the Anyou Palace suddenly increased the strength of her arms, and pulled the girl's delicate body into her arms a little closer: "It seems that Miss Ye can't guess the intention of this palace, so you are doomed, Stay with the palace."
The unfamiliar masculine aura made Ye Qingluo's expression extremely ugly.
She struggled hard to break free from the shackles of the owner of the Anyou Palace, her face was full of disgust: "Don't say it as if you have any unreasonable thoughts about me, if you speak so ambiguously, you are not afraid of losing your Anyou Palace." The face of the palace lord?"
The Mistress of the Dark Palace did not continue to wrap her around her and let her break free.
After hearing the disgusting words from the girl's mouth.
There was a slight chill in the eyes under the black cloak.
However, his lips were raised.
Then, one word at a time, he uttered a sentence clearly: "If, this palace is indeed?"
what is it
Did he have unreasonable thoughts about her
Ah bah bah!
Ye Qingluo was the first to pooh him with drooling.
"This cold joke is not funny at all." Ye Qingluo rubbed his arms, and took a few steps away from him, "Don't say anything, your Dark Palace is targeting me, chasing and killing you again and again, and plotting and tricking you again and again. It’s a nonsense to attract my attention. Mistress of the Dark Palace, you are also a high-level profound practitioner from the upper three realms, so it’s not appropriate to tease a married woman like this?”
Ye Qingluo's obviously loathing and disgusting behavior made the pupils of the Mistress of Anyou Palace shrink slightly.
The hands and clenched fists under the black robe also tightened a bit.
"A married woman..."
He smiled lowly, disdainful: "You and him don't seem to be married."
"Sooner or later." Ye Qingluo replied decisively, "So, where did you get Ah Xuan!"
The Mistress of Anyou Palace lowered her head.
The slender figure shrouded in a black cloak appeared somewhat lonely and desolate.
Ye Qingluo didn't know why he was, but he could see such emotions from him.
However, this has nothing to do with her.
She and the Mistress of the Dark Palace were originally enemies.
The paths chosen are different.
The final outcome is bound to be - you will live and die.
Suddenly, the body of the Mistress of Anyou Palace staggered on the spot.
The hand under the black robe raised and pressed his head tightly.
Ye Qingluo frowned, staring at his actions.
But in his heart he was secretly speculating.
Here he is, planning to play tricks.
But a few breaths.
The hand placed on the head of the Mistress of Anyou Palace slowly dropped down.
When he raised his head again and looked at her.
The aura on his body clearly reveals a bit of coldness.
There is no feeling of flirting with her just now.
"call out-"
Only a slight noise was heard.
The figure of the Mistress of the Dark Palace suddenly approached.
With the cemetery as the background, the black air covering his body was like a sharp knife with teeth and claws, tearing at his bloody mouth.
His black robe is flying.
The eyes under the cloak were as if poisoned, bone-piercing.
But blink of an eye.
His hands had already clasped her neck.
The strength was great, imprisoning her, making it difficult to breathe.
"My goal, from beginning to end, is only you."
His cold voice was a little ethereal in my ears.
Bitter chill spread in the air.
Xuan Bo's circle and punch imprisoned Ye Qingluo's limbs.
There was a chill that pierced through her heart, eroding her limbs and bones.