Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1491: Who wins and who loses these two people?
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"I have been paying attention to this Chu Wuxin."
Suddenly, Oniwu's cold voice came from the side.
Breaks the atmosphere of Zou Mo playing with Limao.
Zou Mo raised his eyebrows: "I know that his origins are complicated, and our people cannot find his information."
A young boy can become the frightening leader of the castle of death in the legend.
Furthermore, all the major forces in the realm of Nirvana are flattering him.
This boy is like a species that appeared out of thin air.
An extremely mysterious existence.
His mystery is no less than that of Emperor Moxuan.
"The aura on his body is not inferior to the emperor, and he is a monster of abnormal level!" Zou Mo glanced at Oniwu, "Awu, if this continues, the balance of the lower realm will be broken."
"The emperor did not use his full strength." Guiwu Yin Bird's eyes swept across Zou Mo, and his gaze swept across the glass cat who was humming his nose in his arms.
Immediately, Zou Mo stared warningly.
Zou Mo looked disapproving: "Little wild cat doesn't seem to have a high IQ, she doesn't understand."
"Your talent is not high in IQ! Your whole family is not high in IQ!" Limao retorted angrily, glaring big round eyes.
Her little hand gripped Zou Mo's collar tightly.
There was quite a posture that rushed up to kill him with a bite.
Looking at the cute appearance of Limao, Zou Mo couldn't hold back, he burst out laughing.
One hand, can't help but pinch Limao's cheek.
Limao gave a "meow", but couldn't hold back it, grabbed Zou Mo's hand, opened his mouth and bit on it.
Onimu twisted his eyebrows, his eyes became more and more condensed as he looked at the two men who were screaming.
For a long while, when Zou Mo was still fighting, Guiwu didn't bother to wait for him.
Move straight up and walk in the same direction as when you came back and forth.
Zou Mo hurriedly caught up: "Wu, don't worry about leaving, aren't you curious, between these two people, who wins and who loses?"
The two instructors who followed immediately also nodded immediately.
They said that the duel between the two masters is a rare opportunity in a lifetime.
They want to keep watching.
Want to see, between these two masters, who can hold a beautiful woman!
Onimu's face is stern, his eyes are gloomy, and his voice is cold: "Not interested."
"Oh oh...A Wu, don't do this, don't you want to check, this Chu Wuxin, is this..."
"Boom boom boom!"
"Boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, a deafening sound interrupted Zou Mo's words.
The air in the entire flame lair seems to have gathered a shocking wave of profound energy.
Rolling like a tide, ramming wanton.
Onimu's expression became serious, and immediately opened the barrier, covering the three students of the Demon Class and the instructors.
I look up again.
I saw above the midair, the two men who were still competing with each other's imposing manner did not know when they had already fought together.
The fiery red horizon seems to have opened a blood basin.
One person, purple light lingering, with an aura like a rainbow, Xuanguang one after another, with a spirit of war.
One person, red like blood, coquettish and cruel, and the profound energy he releases is higher than the wave.
Two profound energy, constantly clashing and colliding.
Sand dust, hurricanes, and everything around were messed up.
Ye Qingluo was always held firmly in his arms by Emperor Mo Xuan.
His powerful arm was never released for a moment.
The long body and the generous chest properly protect her in the confrontation between these two profound energy.
Not disturbed by the slightest breath.
The profound energy of the collision aroused a strong hurricane.
Blowed the blue silk in front of Ye Qing's forehead.
She raised her eyes and stared at Di Moxuan, who had a calm face and no emotion at all.
The gaze that despises everything, as if everything is in control of the palm of the hand.
Ling Ye Qingluo's heart beat violently.