Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1818: Di Mo Xuan, how could it be fake?

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No, it's not right.

From when I walked through the shimmering white stone wall.

Di Moxuan worried that the two would separate.

Specially intertwined her fingers tightly, holding her tightly in his hand.

Until the arrival of the 21st century.

Their hands have never been separated.

She is confident in her perception.

If this Emperor Moxuan is fake.

She must be able to feel it.

Yes...

The person in front of him, whether in appearance or the breath radiating from him, is so familiar.

Di Mo Xuan...How could it be fake?

Heart, extremely confused.

"Boom".

Ye Qingluo's face hit the man's hard chest heavily.

She covered her nose painfully and raised her head to look at him.

I don't know when "Di Moxuan" stopped.

He frowned lightly and looked at her face with a deep gaze, and his tone was somewhat calm: "Xiao Luoer, do you not want it, I know your past life?"

Ye Qingluo paused with her hand covering her nose.

Her eyes are opposite to his.

There is a faint suspicion in my heart.

When I met his gaze, I somehow wanted to believe him.

"Why?" Ye Qingluo calmed his mind and smiled, "I have always wanted to show you where I lived, but I just suffer from no chance."

"Emperor Moxuan" peach blossom eyes, there are waves of ripples.

Circles of ripples resemble a big net of fascinating souls.

Layer upon layer, covering Ye Qingluo's heart.

"But, your expression tells me that you don't want me to be here."

His slender fingers gently stroked Ye Qingluo's forehead.

The warm touch brushed the skin on her face.

Ye Qingluo's body trembled slightly, and shrank unnaturally, avoiding the touch of his fingertips: "I don't have..."

"Di Moxuan" sighed softly: "Xiao Luoer, you know, I am not willing to make you embarrassed. If I don't want to, I won't force it."

"No, it's not..." Ye Qingluo lowered his eyes, not knowing how to express his feelings at this time.

How should she tell Di Mo Xuan that she was still suspecting that he is a fake Di Mo Xuan?

In the current situation, Di Moxuan is obviously already a little angry.

If she talks about her doubts about him again.

Doesn't it add fuel to the fire?

See Ye Qingluo lowered his head.

The gleaming eyes of "Di Mo Xuan" gradually became dark.

In the body, the eight black tentacles are ready to entangle Ye Qingluo.

"Di Moxuan" restrained the restlessness of his body and maintained a calm tone: "Well, I won't tease you anymore. It's rare to see Xiao Luo'er's hometown. Let's look around first."

The girl snuggling in his arms suddenly stiffened.

Immediately, the girl raised her head: "A Xuan, do you know where this is?"

"Di Moxuan" smiled faintly: "Xiao Luoer's hometown."

Ye Qing nodded: "Then you remember, why did we return to my hometown from the realm of Nirvana?"

The gentle smile on the face of "Di Mo Xuan" condenses: "Dang, of course remember, we...we..."

"Did you not know, or did you forget?" Ye Qingluo's lips suddenly curled up as he listened to "Di Moxuan"'s haunting look, revealing a sly smile.

Tightly, "Di Mo Xuan" only felt his arms light, and the warmth attached to his chest dissipated in this instant.

The girl in her arms broke through the shackles of his arms at some point.

The girl is light, standing ten steps away from him, her pink lips are lightly raised, revealing a sneer arc: "Then I remind you, our purpose here is to find Xiaoyi and Jin Son."