Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 123: More uncomfortable than death
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"Kill her?" Ye Qingluo gave a sly sneer at the corner of Ye Qingluo's mouth. "Don't you think that letting her live is more uncomfortable than death?"
When Emperor Moxuan heard this, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
Indeed, for the current Ye Qingling, being alive is more uncomfortable than being dead.
The news of Ye Qingling's use of objects of dark forces, I'm afraid it has spread throughout Sanquan City now.
It will not take long for it to spread throughout the Xilan Continent, and even the entire Nirvana realm.
The reputation is ruined, Xuanxinyu is broken, the veins are broken...
To live in pain, there is no way to die.
This is where life is better than death.
Ye Qingluo squinted her eyes. Although she was coquettish and beautiful, she was full of coldness: "Since she dared to hurt Xiaoyu, she would have to endure a hundred times the pain."
She was never a good person.
It can even be said that she is a person of cold temperament.
As long as you don't involve her, or threaten her existence, she has no interest at all.
But...
Once it involves her, it hurts people around her.
She will never be soft.
The principle of Ye Qingluo is very simple--
To deceive her and humiliate her who hurt her, chase to the end!
Guard her and protect those who love her, and do everything to protect to the end!
This is her way of survival.
Ye Qingluo condensed the cold light under her eyes, and her complexion returned to calm: "Ye Qingqian...It is best to pray that Xiaoyu is fine, otherwise...her fate will be worse than Ye Qingling."
She turned her head and walked straight ahead.
The smile overflowing between Emperor Moxuan's brows and eyes was extremely lazy.
He stared at Ye Qingluo's back, and the light under his eyes shone with meaningful colors.
Sure enough, the little thing is the same kind of person as him.
Jai Xie must be reported, the means are ruthless, the temperament is perverted, not like an ordinary woman, and his true nature is concealed.
This is the woman he is looking for.
The smile at the corner of Di Moxuan's mouth became deeper and more charming, bewitching people's hearts.
……
Mu's family.
As soon as Ye Qingluo and Di Mo Xuangang arrived at the door, the young man greeted them and invited them into the mansion.
A maid came over and led the two to the pharmacy.
Outside the pharmacy, several doctors in robes came in and out, frowning, and vaguely heard Mu Zifan's voice coming from the room.
Ye Qingluo's heart trembled, and he quickly opened the door and rushed into the room.
"Miss Seven, you are here." Mu Zifei stood by the bed, holding a row of silver needles in both hands.
"Miss..." Zi Ling cried and turned into tears, guarding by the bed, a pair of red and swollen eyes, looking pitifully at Ye Qingluo.
"How is Xiaoyu?"
Ye Qing lowered his eyebrows and looked at the boy on the bed.
Ye Fengyu lay on the bed with her eyes closed, her blood jacket long gone, and a thick bandage.
There is still red blood oozing above the bandage.
Slightly immature, handsome face, pale as paper, without a trace of blood.
Ye Qing's throat tightened suddenly, as if something was strangling her neck.
Uncomfortable and unable to breathe.
She trembled and walked slowly to the bed.
A pair of charming eyes, with a bit of mist.
The reason why Xiao Yu lay here seriously injured is because of her.
"Seventh Miss, don't worry, Young Master Eight is just some skin trauma, and he will be fine after a period of training." Mu Zifan calmed down.
He clung to the silver needle's hand and dexterously plunged the silver needle into Ye Fengyu's acupuncture point, moving smoothly and skillfully.
Ye Qing Luo choked her voice and gave a soft "um".
Five fingers, unconsciously curled up, clenched.
Looking at Ye Fengyu lying on the bed unconscious, she felt that it was really too light to punish Ye Qingling's veins and veins!