Ye Qingluo's eyes suddenly darkened: "What do you mean?"
The smile on the corner of the man's mouth gradually enlarged: "It means literally."
Ye Qingluo suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the man's collar: "What did you do to them?!"
But the hand that reached over fell down powerlessly.
She was excited and angry.
The body becomes weaker and weaker.
The man lowered his eyes, looking at the bare hand that had slipped by the bed, and the girl's cloudy but pale face: "What's wrong with you?"
He saw something was wrong with Ye Qingluo.
With the face of Patriarch Qiao.
He showed her that worried and obviously loving look.
It really made Ye Qingluo feel disgusted in his heart.
Plus, those brothers who are worried about him.
How could Ye Qingluo answer the man's words
She pursed her pink lips tightly, turned her head away, avoiding the man's hand, and repeated word for word again: "What did you do to them? What do you want?!"
The man's hand was empty.
He was not annoyed, nor did he mean to force it.
Just like that, she slowly withdrew her hand, stared deeply at her face, and said softly, "I can guarantee that their choice is absolutely safe... However, their life or death is in your hands."
"How can I believe you?" Ye Qingluo suppressed the fear and uneasiness in his heart, and forced himself to ask calmly.
There are still a few days left before the March appointment with the brothers.
They shouldn't be so fast, they came from the realm of Nirvana to the realm of the earth.
After all, it straddles two interfaces.
This must be... The other party deliberately lied to her! He wanted to lure her into it!
"I won't lie to you." The man responded softly, his thin lips pressed against her ear, "Besides, you don't have the right to doubt, do you?"
Ye Qingluo's slender fingers clenched tightly, and the expression on his face became cold.
Yes.
She has no doubts, no right to choose.
Even if I tell myself over and over again in my heart.
Her brothers, did not come to the world.
But... what if
She can't afford to gamble on this eventuality.
Unable to admit the consequences of this eventuality.
"I don't have much time, as you know, I'm in the Dark Palace, and I have no real power." He was very frank, with a gentle smile on Patriarch Qiao's face, "If you follow me obediently, I can guarantee the safety of your brothers."
Ye Qingluo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her head slightly, her cool and charming eyes met the man's without a moment's notice.
Then, one word at a time, he said slowly: "I, follow, you, go!"
The corner of the man's mouth raised a big smile, and he said in a tone as if teasing a pet: "That's good."
He raised his hand, and gently rubbed the girl's head.
When his big palm touched him.
Ye Qingluo only felt a chill.
She resisted and looked at him: "Aren't you going to leave? Still not leaving?"
The man smiled lowly, straightened up slowly, and let go of her touch: "One day, you will accept my touch."
Ye Qingluo: "..." It's impossible to accept it for the rest of my life!
The man stood up straight and turned around: "Let's go."
Ye Qingluo squeezed the quilt tightly, her limp body prevented her from getting off the bed.
But I also don't want the man to touch her.
Ye Qingluo pursed her lips, and summoned Xuangui with her consciousness.
A Xuanwu about the size of a stone table appeared in the room...