The man in front of him had a icy coldness in his eyes.
The slight curve of the corner of the mouth also oozes a bit of coldness.
Ye Qingluo stared blankly, staring at him for a moment, and there seemed to be something in his heart that gradually fermented.
The words of explanation reached his mouth and were swallowed back.
"Xiao Luoer, you are not good."
The man's voice was still so magnetic and mellow, with a somewhat ambiguous smile.
Ye Qingluo felt strange in her heart, and her eyes were full of vigilance.
Yes, the next moment.
The familiar Yuya sandalwood fills the nostrils.
Her whole body was enveloped in that familiar smell.
The man's long arms wrapped around her waist.
With the other hand, she quickly pulled out the map in her hand.
"you… "
Ye Qingluo just wanted to get the map back.
But he saw the palm of the hand clasping his waist flipped violently.
A frightening mysterious light shot out from his palm.
Ye Qingluo reacted quickly, and when Xuanmang opened, his hand had already clasped the man's wrist, and he leaped away from his embrace.
"Bang bang bang!"
A deafening explosion exploded from where she was standing just now.
The endless mysterious light overlapped with the strong air current.
The entire hazy red mist surged crazily because of this.
Even if Ye Qingluo dodged in time.
But the residual power of Naba Lie Xuanbo still shocked Ye Qingluo.
Ye Qingluo's face turned slightly pale, and he took two steps back, staring at Di Moxuan without blinking: "You are not Ah Xuan, who are you!"
Her Ah Xuan would never do anything to her, and would never be willing to hurt her!
The man's face is still handsome, and the tenderness and pampering of the past are still circulating in the twinkling peach blossom eyes.
It's just a smile on the corner of the mouth, which is so cold that it makes one's heart tremble.
This is not her Ah Xuan.
Her Ah Xuan would never look at her with such an attitude.
Listen to the girl's question.
Looking at the coldness and suspicion on the girl's face.
The man smiled even more: "Xiao Luoer thinks...do you really understand me?"
He smiled lowly, his voice magnetic and hoarse: "Xiao Luo'er will always be able to recognize my authenticity just by looking at me at first sight... So now, Xiao Luo'er thinks that I am fake?"
Ye Qingluo's heart thumped hard.
My whole body felt stiff and cold.
She swallowed sharply, staring at the man with both eyes.
Yes.
Countless times in the past, he pretended to be Emperor Moxuan who appeared in the illusion.
She can easily distinguish the authenticity of the other party.
Can…
Even now.
She couldn't tell from the other person's appearance or behavior that the other party was a sign of impersonation.
The only thing she can't believe is that...
Di Moxuan will attack her.
The man in front of him is not Ah Xuan.
It can't be Ah Xuan's.
Ye Qingluo tried his best to let his breathing calm down.
He warned himself not to be affected by the counterfeit words of the other party.
"Oh... stupid woman."
The man saw the change in Ye Qingluo's expression.
He raised his lips mockingly, and his smile was a bit cold. It was the expression he had shown to other women in the past: "Tianshutu, I have already succeeded. As for you... want to live in the world of your own fantasy Here, it can make you feel better, just think about it.”
He spread out the map in his hand.
The slender fingers stroked the complex terrain depicted on the map bit by bit.
His thin red lips curved even deeper: "For Tianshutu's sake, I won't kill you."