Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3813: The rivalry between two male gods

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Looking at the smile on Di Moxuan's face.

Ye Qingluo also felt very sweet in her heart.

This large dog pet has an extremely comfortable appearance with a smooth fur.

Make her laugh.

"Since it has been decided not to let him stand out alone, let's go."

Ye Qingluo retreated two steps and gave way: "But promise me, I must not be strong."

Di Moxuan's expression has returned to his original laziness and self-confidence.

He curled his lips and smiled at her.

Her face is reflected in her dark peach eyes.

"I know, you've already thought of finding a way to get the eye, I believe you." She knew Di Mo Xuan as much as Di Mo Xuan knew her.

When Di Moxuan said, "I don't want to let Chu Wuxin show the limelight alone."

Think of him again, and at this moment, express his dissatisfaction.

Di Moxuan is not a person who doesn't know how to analyze the situation.

He will do this.

There must be a way to deal with it.

Her words once again made Di Moxuan's eyebrows dyed with a warm smile.

He raised his hand and rubbed Ye Qingluo's head.

Tight and leap forward.

It turned into a purple afterimage and quickly approached Chu Wuxin.

Chu Wuxin has been paying attention to Ye Qingluo's side, and seeing Di Moxuan coming over, his eyes darkened: "What are you here for?"

Di Moxuan's profile face is more elegant than ever.

Thin lips are lightly hooked, and deep in peach blossom eyes, there is a shallow coldness.

But he was smiling.

Laughing makes people feel dangerous and charming.

"The next thing, just leave it to the deity." He said, unceremoniously.

Chu Wuxin sneered lightly, his eyes were slightly cool: "Why?"

The implication.

This is his credit, he wants to let Ye Qingluo owe the favor.

When Di Moxuan speaks, why should he hand over the results of his efforts?

Di Moxuan tilted his head, his eyes were a little sharp: "With the deity, this is the person Xiao Luoer likes."

What he said made Chu Wuxin black.

But Emperor Moxuan didn't care.

He raised his lips, lazy and indifferent: "Xiao Luoer just asked the deity to help her repay your favor. Presumably, you don't want to let the deity owe your favor, so... Stay aside."

That slightly triumphant tone.

Ling Chu Wuxin brows and heartbeats.

The hand clenched into a fist can't help but hit Di Moxuan's face.

I have to admit.

Di Moxuan's words.

Wei really hit Chu Wuxin's heart.

He couldn't refute, Ye Qingluo's heart for Emperor Moxuan.

There is no way to refute that the person Ye Qingluo likes is a fact of Di Moxuan.

And Ye Qingluo... let Di Moxuan pay for the favor he owed him...

This obviously means treating him as an outsider.

The Emperor Moxuan is his own.

The fluctuation of Chu Wuxin's emotions is obvious.

Di Moxuan's satisfied eyebrows were dyed with a smile.

A handsome face, noble and elegant.

Wearing a purple robe, fluttering in the strong wind, he is more honorable.

At this moment.

Di Mo Xuan moved suddenly.

The old man who was originally held in Chu Wuxin's palm has fallen into Di Moxuan's hands.

Chu Wuxin was startled, his eyes became cold: "What do you mean?"

"The rest, I don't need you anymore." Di Mo Xuan said quietly, his face still very pale.

Chu Wuxin's cold eyes suddenly covered with a black glow.

He took action to **** the old man, and his voice also contained meaning and anger: "If I say, I want you, the superior emperor, to owe me a favor?"

"It's a pity, here...I really don't need you."