Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3777: Not enough to hold Xiao Luoer
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"What's the matter?" Ye Qingluo's voice was soft, full of unconcealable fatigue.
Di Moxuan immediately relaxed the strength of his arm, hooked his thin lips lightly, shook his head and said: "It's okay."
Ye Qingluo was about to bury his head in his chest, but suddenly realized that he had been injured by You Zun before, and immediately stopped his movements.
She tilted her head back, her tired eyelids trembling, but stubbornly did not lean against the man's chest.
The distressed little appearance made Di Mo Xuan's lips silently curled.
The big palm covered her head and pressed her into her arms: "A little injury, so I can't hold my little Luoer."
"Your injury..." Ye Qingluo wanted to move away.
The man's low voice floated above his head: "If you move around and touch my wound, it will be broken."
Immediately, the girl nestled in his arms obediently, motionless.
Di Moxuan stroked the girl's back with satisfaction, and circled her in his arms.
This episode caused Di Moxuan to try to contact Old Man Cang again in his mind.
Old Man Cang's mental power has already withdrawn from his magnetic field.
His eyes darkened slightly, and what the old man Cang had just said appeared in his mind--
"Her power is awakened. You should be very clear about the consequences."
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the girl in his arms.
Power...Awakening?
That's so powerful, and the power that makes him feel pressure...
Is it the power of awakening after she lifted the seal?
Perhaps, soon... his little Luoer will really be able to walk side by side with him.
Just when the atmosphere is right.
Suddenly, the girl in her arms opened her eyes suddenly.
The blood-colored eyes are shining with a coquettish stream.
Between eyebrows and eyes, there is no longer any fatigue.
The sudden change in aura made the tenderness between Emperor Mo Xuan's eyebrows and eyes disappear instantly.
He hasn't asked yet.
The girl in her arms has raised her hand and pressed it on his uninjured shoulder.
The tight, petite figure leapt up from his arms lightly and lightly.
She curls her lips, and the streamer under her eyes is more charming.
With a flick of her finger, a feather fan of flames appeared in her fingertips.
She waved casually.
The flame-devouring fan swept through thousands of winds and waves, quickly surging forward.
Yeyan red awn, like a sea of fire.
The strands of profound energy, like the tongue of flames spreading teeth and dancing claws, swallowed everything in front of him.
"Dying struggling?!"
The young girl's clear voice was murderous.
The five fingers quickly turned the flame-devouring fan.
The silver silk is like spider silk, and the goddess scatters flowers and shoots in all directions.
Densely, like a big net covering the sky and the earth!
"Um!"
A muffled grunt sounded out of the surging fire waves.
The silver thread has sealed up the people below, who did not know when to stand up.
Ye Qing moved his five fingers.
The silver wire quickly gathered, twisting the man in it.
The red light gradually dissipated.
The figure of the man was exposed among the silver threads.
I was scorched.
The clothes on his body are all embarrassed after being burnt.
A messy madman's hair also exudes a strong burnt smell.
Isn't it... Youzun who was struck twice by Thunderstorm? !
Di Moxuan walked to Ye Qingluo's side, narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and looked at You Zun: "He... the breath of his body..."
"Yeah." Ye Qingluo nodded.
The aura on You Zun's body is completely different from before.
When I first met him before.
Not so gloomy and weird as it is now.
The current Youzun is enveloped in a layer of black energy visible to the naked eye.
Between the eyebrows, there is also a gloomy and ruthless color.