Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1009: Craving and Perseverance

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The old man Cang raised the illusory palm and rubbed her head: "Girl, the 15th floor of the Purgatory Tower, you have to make a good breakthrough. Once you succeed, you will get all the secrets of the 15th floor. Can make you reach the pinnacle of the strong, no one can match!"

Ye Qing was startled.

She hasn't had time to break into the second floor.

Why is it on the fifteenth floor?

Before I think about it, I was pushed to the Purgatory Tower by the old man Cang: "Go girl, I can't wait to see you standing on the top!"

Ye Qingluo stopped abruptly, always feeling that something was wrong.

But when I was about to think about it, my brain throbbed.

It seems that something is forcing her, stopping her, and can't think deeply about other thoughts.

"What are you still hesitating? As long as you break through the 15th floor of the Purgatory Tower, let alone the kid of Emperor Moxuan, even the Upper Three Realms, you can pass unimpeded." Old man Cang spoke earnestly and pushed her. Forward.

Di Mo Xuan...

These three words made Ye Qingluo's mind suddenly clear.

She has sharp eyes, and she stretches out her hand directly, pressing it against the hand on her shoulder.

The touch of starting is extremely cold.

Make Ye Qingluo's mind more clear and bright.

She lowered her voice, with a bit of coldness: "Old man Cang, if I forcibly go to the 15th floor, will I be completely swallowed up by the 15th floor."

"How come!" The old man Cang immediately shook his head, "How could the old man lie to you? Your strength can pass the 15th floor of the Purgatory Tower! As long as you pass, what is waiting for you is the peak and the power against the sky. ."

Ye Qing drops five fingers and adds gravity.

Directly deducting Old Man Cang's wrist, the flame-devouring fan in his hand slid towards his neck.

"Who are you anyway?"

Ye Qingluo stared at this coldly, who looked very similar to Old Man Cang.

He is not the old man Cang.

Absolutely not.

"Old Man Cang would never say such definite words. All his starting points would only stand on my side and consider me, and would not be willing to let me have the slightest surprise."

Ye Qingluo stared faintly at "Old Man Cang"'s slightly pale face, "If I don't speak anymore, this flame-devouring fan in my hand will not have eyes."

"Old Man Cang" sneered.

The face of "Old Man Cang" gradually turned into...

She.

It turned into another clear night.

Ye Qinglu, who looks exactly the same as her.

"You..."

Ye Qingluo's words are not finished yet.

The "Ye Qingluo" who looked exactly like her, smiled enchantingly: "My heart, the most greedy, and the most persistent, is to become the strong, to reach the peak of the strong, and to have enough qualifications to stand. By A Xuan's side, let everyone recognize the feelings between me and him."

As soon as the voice fell, the figure of "Ye Qingluo" gradually turned into ashes in the dim white light again.

This...what is going on?

What did the old man Cang, herself, mean?

Why, so clearly what she is obsessed with?

Don't wait for her to think clearly.

The white light in front of me dissipated again, and the scene in front of me turned into a beaming hall.

Qiao Jin and others stood behind her.

Seeing Ye Qingluo's face stunned, she smiled and said, "Qingluo, don't suffer from a face. Today is your master's happy day. Let your master see you with such an expression. You are here."

Ye Qing was startled: "Master?"

"Qingluo, is it uncomfortable?" Yan Xiaoyi took Ye Qingluo's arm worriedly, and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with her slender fingers.

Ye Qingluo was a little stunned.

Just in time, I heard a festive shout at the door: "The newcomer is here, the newcomer is here, congratulations to the newcomer, congratulations to the newcomer~"

Immediately, I saw two figures in red wedding gowns and red robes walking into the Xitang.

When I saw the man in the big red robe and holding the red silk, Ye Qingluo's delicate body trembled suddenly...