Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 2139: Don’t waste it, fight for the opportunity

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"Miss Seven is right, Ben and Ben elders are the only elders of Sanquan Sect, and they are obliged to help the suzerain grow up." Zongmen elder wiped his sweat tremblingly and replied.

Ye Qingluo nodded in satisfaction, and then glanced at Ye Fengru: "Second Young Master, since you are standing in this place now, then I will assume you have chosen the future you want to choose."

The body of the mentioned man suddenly tightened.

He raised his head and looked at Ye Qingluo.

Ye Fengru, who has undergone many changes, is now very different from before.

The handsome face, which has always been as gentle as a gentleman, has been replaced by a cold, expressionless face.

His eyes are as still as water, as if they can't make a ripple in his heart.

Only when he looked towards Ye Qingluo, did his eyes fluctuate.

Ye Qingluo moved her body lazily, found a comfortable position in Emperor Moxuan's arms, and immediately picked up the teacup on the side: "Ye Fengru, since you have chosen, I will give it to you This opportunity."

The mist of the teacup curls up.

It sets off that stunning face, hazy and mysterious.

She took a sip of her tea, which was fragrant.

She closed her eyes contentedly, and continued: "Remember, you don't have the next Beiming Clan, so I saved you with your own life."

The air in the hall suddenly froze.

The cold light erodes everything around.

Ye Qingluo closed her eyes and could clearly feel the chill that came from Ye Fengru's body.

She opened her eyes with frivolous eyebrows.

Di Moxuan has circled away the tea cup held by her fingertips and put it back on the coffee table.

The slender fingers held her hand.

The warm interaction was completely unaffected by Ye Fengru.

"Second brother." Feeling the depression of the atmosphere, Ye Fengyu hurriedly turned to look at Ye Fengru, calling out with laughter.

At the same time that Ye Fengyu shouted "Second Brother".

Ye Fengru's icy eyes blinked.

The cold light he released from the whole body disappeared at this moment.

All the arrogance has been restrained.

Ye Fengru clasped his hands tightly, took a step back, and stood behind Ye Fengyu.

Ye Fengyu breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and looked at Ye Qingluo: "Sister, second brother, he..."

Ye Qingluo raised his hand to stop Ye Fengyu's pleading words.

Ye Fengyu is not only close to Ye Qingluo, but also respects Ye Qingluo.

Immediately, he lowered his head and did not dare to speak again.

"Ye Fengru." Ye Qingluo's sweet voice couldn't tell what emotion it was.

Ye Fengru clasped his fists with both hands, looking respectful.

"I mentioned Bei Ming, not deliberately exposing your scars."

Ye Qingluo sat up slightly, looking at him sternly: "I just want to tell you one thing, Bei Ming is using his own life for your chance to live well, if you really care about Bei Ming , It’s for her to live together with her share."

Ye Fengru's pupils shrunk, and his clenched fists also burst into blue veins.

Ye Qingluo said quietly: "If you are surrendering now because you have secret thoughts that you shouldn't have, don't blame me for disregarding Beiming's affection and sending you...Go down and meet with Beiming. "

After a pause, her voice is lowered, a little vague.

"Don't waste it, Bei Ming's opportunity is for you."

Ye Fengru's body is tight.

The fists hanging on the sides are almost deeply embedded in the bones.

Ye Qingluo did not speak again.

Ye Fengru did not respond either.

The atmosphere in the entire hall seems to be in a low pressure.

A few people just feel that even breathing has become difficult.

But they were surprised that no one was the first to break the deadlock.