Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 536: The execution depends on whether you are obedient

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The thoughts in the predator's heart quickly rushed to Ye Qingluo in the direction of the whistle, and there was no spare time to study.

She wants to buy time for her brothers to leave.

If you guessed correctly...the castle owner would make such a big move, it should be for her.

It's not Ye Qingluo's narcissism.

It's this castle owner...The attitude towards her really seemed like she didn't take medicine.

She just thinks that the face of the castle lord is a bit familiar.

It doesn't mean that she really knows him.

The castle lord had an expression of "How dare you forget me", which made Ye Qing feel full of embarrassment.

She really didn't have any memory of the castle owner in her mind.

That shocking face with a dazzling posture, if you really have a deep friendship, Ye Qingluo will definitely not forget it.

The whistle is getting closer.

Ye Qingluo didn't deliberately avoid any formations along the way, and the organs were directly unimpeded.

She is also more sure of her own guesses.

The goal of this castle lord is really her.

To create such a sensation deliberately, just to lure her, and actively look for him.

The long, dense road, a light faintly projected from the front.

It's about to arrive at the destination.

That... the end point set by the castle owner for her.

Ye Qingluo didn't feel relieved at all, a heart beating uneasily.

She frowned, raised her bare hand and pressed it to her chest.

The frequency of the heartbeat is a bit rapid.

She is nervous, but also afraid.

It's been a long time since I felt this way.

The whistle stopped.

With a "creak", the faintly shining door in front of you opened slowly just before Ye Qing's fall approached.

A bright beam of light shot into Ye Qingluo's eyes.

She raised her hand to block the light.

Squinted her eyes, staring warily at everything behind the door.

I saw the figure standing in the backlight.

Wearing a blood-red robe, it seems to be plated with a layer of gold under the brilliance, shimmering with shining luster.

Ink hair that is not tied or tied, there is no wind on the shoulders automatically.

Looking from a distance, Ye Qingluo felt...the chill released from the man's whole body.

His eyes still have a cold breath, staring straight at her.

Seeing Ye Qingluo's heart trembled.

I looked around and didn't see anyone else.

Ye Qing frowned and frowned.

The whistle just now...

Isn't it the whistle that summoned the guards of the castle of death?

How come...

Ye Qingluo's expression suddenly sank: "Do you want to deal with my friend?"

The man standing against the light walked slowly to Ye Qingluo.

Bringing the cold air that comes with him, it blows on his face.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold, and his tone was domineering: "Your friend's safety depends on whether you are obedient."

The cold voice, without any mood swings.

Ye Qingluo heard a cool madness for no reason.

"Are you threatening me?" Ye Qing raised an eyebrow.

She really didn't understand what the castle owner wanted to do.

The castle owner raised his chin in an irrefutable manner. He was indeed threatening Ye Qingluo.

Ye Qingluo laughed out of her voice: "You know, what I hate the most is threat."

She smiled like a flower, but she didn't reach the bottom of her eyes.

After speaking, Ye Qingluo's figure moved.

She was extremely fast, but in a flash, the feather fan in her hand went straight to the castle owner's chest.

The fort lord avoids sideways.

Immediately stretched out his long arms and grabbed Ye Qingluo's wrist.

Slightly harder, Ye Qing settled on an unstable foot, staggered forward and jumped down.

The petite body plunged into the man's generous arms.