Ye Qingluo, who was out of Chu Wuxin's embrace, moved five steps away from Chu Wuxin.
She stood at the other corner of the room, looking at him warily: "Why are you here?"
Chu Wuxin was still smiling.
It softened his cold handsome face a lot.
In particular, a pair of dark eyes were also tinged with a slight warmth.
This is his heartfelt smile.
His sight always followed Ye Qingluo.
It's like looking at your own treasure, cherishing it and saying deeply: "If you are here, I will be here."
Affectionate words.
But it made Ye Qingluo tremble physically and mentally: "You... following me?!"
"No." Chu Wuxin answered very simply.
Ye Qingluo didn't relax his vigilance: "Then how do you know I'm here?!"
Chu Wuxin was silent for a moment, and the emotion in his eyes changed slightly.
The only thing that remains the same is that he has been locking Ye Qingluo tightly, unwilling to look away: "I know you have come to the boundary, so I am here."
He paused: "When I heard the name Di Luo, I knew... it must be you, so I'm here."
Ye Qingluo looked at Chu Wuxin for a long while.
Finally, he withdrew his vigilant gaze.
In terms of Chu Wuxin's character.
He shouldn't lie.
"What are you looking for me here for? Or... people from the Dark Palace are also in the realm?" Ye Qingluo sat on a chair beside her, frowning slightly.
She thought about it before, and set up a soul-eating formation, using Qiao Yulu to kill her people in black.
Those men in black seem to want her soul
She kept guessing.
Could those men in black be from the Dark Palace
Seeing Chu Wuxin now.
Ye Qingluo became even more suspicious of the identities of the men in black.
"My cooperation with Anyou Palace has been cancelled." Chu Wuxin's eyes were burning, and his dark eyes were full of tenderness: "Ye Qingluo, Anyou Palace hurt you, so I can't help them anymore. "
"Hurt me?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, "It seems that when I was in the realm of Nirvana, the things that Anyou Palace did to hurt me seemed to be quite a few."
Chu Wuxin's face finally became a little moved.
He frowned: "I'm sorry."
This inexplicable apology made Ye Qingluo a little startled.
Then, he understood what Chu Wuxin meant by apologizing.
He was apologizing for cooperating with the Dark Palace before.
Ye Qingluo met his gaze, frankly and indifferently: "There is no need to apologize for what happened, and it really doesn't have much to do with you."
"Ye Qingluo." Chu Wuxin frowned, "I don't like the look in your eyes, and I don't like your words that exclude me."
Ye Qingluo stood up: "Thank you for your help with the matter just now. I will return this favor to you if I have a chance."
As she said that, she walked out towards the door: "The auction is about to start, I'm going back to Jubao first."
"The night clears."
Her feet haven't moved yet.
Behind him came Chu Wuxin's hoarse voice.
His voice was very soft, with a feeling of hurt: "Old friends reunited in the old place, do you have to face me with this attitude? I help you, not because I want your favor."
Always a dull boy.
At this moment, a very long sentence was spoken.
Ye Qingluo didn't look back, and couldn't see her expression clearly.
However, her tone was still as indifferent as ever: "Because I know your thoughts, and I can't reciprocate your same feelings. Keep the distance between us and prevent you from misunderstanding. This is the last thing I can give you. Feelings are also responsible for us."