Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1260: Why care so much about the flame-devouring fan

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Jai Xie must report her, how could she easily let go of Zi Qianqian who ruined the flame-devouring fan?

However, at the time of Ye Qingluo, there was no extreme behavior.

He even let Zi Qianqian be carried down by the doctor in the medical hall to receive treatment.

Ye Qingluo slowly lowered his eyes.

A very strong murderous aura was revealed as she narrowed her charming eyes.

"That is the scene of the game. If I kill her on the spot, not only will I be involved, but the entire Demon Class, and...the world mercenary group."

The current Demon Class and the World Group.

Although the reputation is far-reaching.

But speaking of it, she was the only one who shocked everyone.

Once she will be broken into pieces on the spot.

It's not just that the people from the Zi family won't let her go.

Even on the college side, there is no way to explain it.

The students of the Magic Class also need a place like the academy to learn and grow.

She can't hurt the Demon Class and everyone for her own selfish desires.

Can't take revenge on the spot, but she will use her way to make Zi Qianqian live...more painful than death.

Zi Qianqian got it...

It's just the title of a student in her class of gods.

It's just her reputation as the first beauty.

It's just the power of her Celestial Rod.

So...

She destroyed what Zi Qianqian had gained, little by little.

Zi Qianqian's loss in this game is just the beginning.

She will make Zi Qianqian a joke for the entire Xilan Continent, and even the realm of Nirvana!

Ye Qingluo's gaze gradually fell on the broken flame-devouring fan, her slender fingers gently stroked the handle of the fan, and the eyebrows became soft: "Moreover, the flame-devouring fan is in order to protect me from winning. I don’t hesitate to sacrifice myself. I don’t want to sacrifice the flame-eater fan in vain."

"Yes, the Flame Devouring Fan sacrificed myself in order to protect you." Di Moxuan's gentle palm has already floated on her blue silk.

The big palm fixed the back of her head, and he whispered, "So, you should at least not let yourself fall down for the sake of the flame-devouring fan."

Ye Qingluo raised her eyes in a daze, looking at Di Moxuan's majestic face.

The twin streamers are full of gentle peach eyes, like a warm current falling in my heart.

"And..."

Di Moxuan draws a long tail sound, and the corners of his narrow eyes outline the arc of evil charm: "Who told you that if the flame-devouring fan is broken, it is completely broken?"

Ye Qing fell into his mind, as if there was some white light, suddenly exploded.

She brightened her eyes, and quickly held Di Moxuan's wrist: "You, what did you just say?"

The flame-devouring fan was broken, not completely?

In other words...

Is there a way for Emperor Moxuan to restore the Flame Devouring Fan?

"Before I answer your question, you should answer my question seriously." Di Moxuan's eyes shimmered slightly, and he swung Ye Qing into his arms with five fingers.

Her face is close to his chest.

The scorching heat also made her face red.

Ye Qingluo clenched the hem of his chest tightly, and said eagerly: "If you ask, I must answer it seriously!"

Di Moxuan's attitude means that he must have a way to reshape the Flame Devouring Fan.

"Why... why do you care about the flame-devouring fan so much." A low, dumb voice, like a mellow wine, haunted the eardrum.

Ye Qing suddenly felt soft and supple.

Little hands instinctively tightened his shirt.

"Huh?" Di Moxuan's voice was lowered, and the high ending sound slightly raised Ye Qingluo's body numb again.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she shrank into his arms: "Because... the flame-devouring fan is my natural weapon."