Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 2185: Master of Shangxuan Palace

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Ye Qingluo didn't squeeze anymore, and directly opened the door of the sleeping hall and walked in.

The moment the bedroom door opened.

Ye Qingluo felt an extremely strong profound energy, like the ripples of water, spreading along the outline of her figure.

She can clearly feel the flow of that air current.

She was slightly startled, her eyes narrowed.

Only had time to catch a trace of profound energy lingering in the air.

Soon, it disappeared into the air.

"Laughing girl!"

In my mind, there was an urgent call from the old man Cang suddenly.

Ye Qing was taken aback, and the consciousness responded: "Old man Cang, why did you come out?"

"The old man just couldn't feel you. Until now, he didn't get in touch with you. You are now..."

The old man Cang said eagerly, and suddenly his voice stopped, and he sensed where Ye Qingluo is now: "Where are you... where?"

Ye Qingluo said briefly and concisely what had happened before.

Unexpectedly, after entering the Shangxuan ancestral hall, her contact with the old man Cang was interrupted.

That means.

After entering the Shangxuan Hall.

Shangxuandian will suppress her mental power.

It's as if she was deliberately suppressed in the plane of the 21st century, unable to summon holy beasts, and unable to interact with Old Man Cang, the same reasoning.

Why after entering the hall.

Shangxuandian suppressed her mental power and disappeared?

Just now when she pushed the door and entered, the profound energy fluctuation she felt.

It seems to be the feeling of enchantment.

"Come in, Miss Ye." The man's voice seemed to be close to his ears.

Yeqing fell over the screen.

There are two night pearls all around, which are extremely bright.

Also illuminate this bedroom clearly.

This dormitory is totally different from the magnificent exterior.

In this sleeping hall, there is only a big bed that about three people can roll around, an office wooden table and a bookshelf full of thousands of books, plus a four-corner mahogany tea table, and two mahogany Chair.

Besides, there is nothing else.

Simple, it can't be simpler.

A slender and handsome figure is sitting at the tea table, holding a teapot in one hand, pouring tea elegantly.

Ye Qingluo approached.

The man at the table is more clear and greets you.

The man wore a loose robe of fancy bamboo color, without a girdle around his waist, so he hung loosely.

It makes his tall and slender figure even more so.

The man's long black hair is not tied or tied.

The face is like a crown of jade, extremely handsome, and a pair of eyes that look like a cold star, shining incomprehensibly complex light.

The whole person looks like an immortal, chic and wanton, and extremely lazy.

If you say he is handsome.

After seeing Di Moxuan, Chu Wuxin, and the piles of beautiful men in the Demon Class.

To tell the truth, the Lord's appearance is not particularly handsome.

But he is partial, with a unique temperament that no one can imitate.

The lord's bamboo-colored robe floats gently, and his slender fingers lightly landed on the opposite side of him: "Miss Night, please take a seat."

Ye Qingluo walked over and sat down opposite him.

The lord of the palace has pushed a cup of tea: "Drink tea."

Ye Qing stayed silent, and looked at the hall master carefully.

She held the teacup in one hand, thoughtful.

She is a pharmacist herself, and she is not worried that the lord will do anything in the tea.

Furthermore, the lord has no need for this.

As soon as he brought the teacup to his lips, the old man Cang suddenly yelled: "Be careful, Luo girl, in this palace, besides the two of you, there is the breath of a third person!"