Di Moxuan's eyes darkened, he let go of her arm, and quickly backed away.
He was not afraid of Ye Qingluo hurting her.
I just don't want to see Ye Qingluo hurt him by hurting himself.
Ye Qingluo grinned, a smile without warmth.
The dexterous figure also retreated immediately.
The flame-eating fan at the fingertips set off a hurricane, and the mysterious light surged.
Her attack came again.
Di Moxuan hid, turned his head and saw the Mu family brothers who were still sleeping.
The bottom of my heart became more and more alert.
He and Ye Qingluo made such a big noise, but the two were still asleep.
It seems that Ye Qingluo's falling into manipulation was premeditated!
He seemed to notice his gaze.
Ye Qingluo's eyes followed closely.
The corner of his mouth curled into a strange arc, and Ye Qingluo jumped up, stretching his figure.
The girl dressed in red stood in front of the Mu family brothers in the blink of an eye.
Di Moxuan's brows were cold, and he scolded in a low voice: "Xiao Luo'er! You want to kill the Mu family brothers? Stop!"
At this moment, Di Moxuan can be sure.
The matter controlled by Ye Qingluo is absolutely inseparable from the dark forces.
Isn't playing with people's emotions the most common trick played by the dark forces
Like Long Yunzhan before, he controlled Long Yunzhan to assassinate Ye Qingluo.
If Ye Qingluo died, Long Yunzhan would definitely kill himself after he woke up.
And if Ye Qingluo killed Long Yunzhan just to survive.
That is to kill his own brother with his own hands.
But now, he controlled Ye Qingluo, killed him, and killed the Mu family brothers.
If Ye Qingluo really hurt the Mu brothers.
When I wake up again, I will definitely feel guilty.
In this life, I will not be able to get out of guilt.
These methods are all to thoroughly play with people's hearts and emotions between applause.
Di Moxuan couldn't let Ye Qingluo do things that would make her regret for the rest of her life.
His figure was as fast as lightning, and he flew towards Ye Qingluo's direction, trying to stop her.
Ye Qingluo had already slid out of the dagger on the handle of the Flame Devouring Fan, and under the moonlight, it exuded a cold luster.
He raised the dagger high and stabbed it at Mu Zifei with a blank face.
"Well… "
A soft moan sounded.
The dagger that Ye Qingluo held high froze in place.
The whole person froze immediately.
Di Moxuan's eyes were delighted, and he stretched out his hand to hold her arm that was attached to the Flame Devouring Fan: "Xiao Luo'er, you..."
But when he looked at Shang Yeqingluo's emotionless charming eyes, the words of joy shrank back.
She is still in control.
"That kid in the imperial palace... why are you still in a daze, let Luo girl sleep quickly! She will be fine when she wakes up."
Suddenly, a strange voice spoke in an orderly tone.
The sudden sound made Di Moxuan raise his eyebrows vigilantly, and a powerful aura spread from his whole body.
"Don't care what the identity of the old man is, let Luo girl fall into a coma immediately! The old man's strength is limited, and he can't restrain the mysterious yin energy in her body!"
The voice hurriedly urged again.
I could hear the anxiety in his tone, and I could also hear the affectionate address he used when he called Ye Qingluo.
Di Moxuan looked at Ye Qingluo who was trembling all over, as if trying to break free of something.
Gritting her teeth, she still raised her hand and tapped the sleeping point on Ye Qingluo's body.
Ye Qingluo's body softened and fell into his arms.
Staring at the girl with her eyes closed tightly, Di Moxuan's eyes became more and more profound.
He picked her up by the waist and walked directly into the carriage.
Putting Ye Qingluo on the paved soft bed, Di Moxuan tucked up the thin blanket for her, then raised his eyes, his cold eyes glanced around: "Who are you?"