Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 4172: If I can’t do it myself, why ask me?

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"You!"

The face of Hall Master Wuyan was distorted into a ball, and he did not expect that Ye Qingluo would actually counterattack with the loopholes in her words.

"I can't do it myself, why ask me?" Ye Qingluo sneered, "Furthermore, I have said that many times, the deaths of your palace master and the few mysterious women are all related to me. It’s irrelevant...If it’s me, please show evidence."

The conversation paused, and Ye Qingluo's smile became sarcasm.

"It's just a mouthful thing, can I also say... It's you who refused to accept the Lord Linglong who wanted me to be the next heir to the Lord, and tried to usurp the throne and killed the Lord Linglong? ?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hall Master Wuyan's face was suddenly green, and he retorted sharply.

Ye Qingluo shrugged: "Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone. You really think that no one can see your ambition?"

Hall Master Wuyan's body froze suddenly, and his expression flustered and retorted: "I have worked hard for the Linglong Hall for decades, and I have been dedicated to assisting the lord, and never dare to have two hearts! You, an outsider, keep slandering me. He Juxin!"

Ye Qing laughed and said nothing.

That smile seemed to mock Hall Master Wuyan's sophistry, no one would believe it.

The face of Hall Master No Yan is extremely ugly.

As a stranger.

I was exposed to the little things in my mind face-to-face.

The one with the most guilty conscience.

I didn't notice myself at all. Before I knew it, Ye Qingluo brought the rhythm to him, and completely forgot to question his granddaughter Xingshi.

Full of heart, I want to justify myself.

Regular channels become the master of Linglong Palace, and those who have a plan become the master of Linglong Palace.

Between the two, the meaning is completely different.

"Grandma..." Wu Fu'er in her arms cried out aggrievedly, pitifully reminding Hall Master Wu Yan.

After taking the pill that Hall Master Wuyan fed her.

The sharp pain that had been shattered both body and mind before has been relieved.

However, this does not mean that she will easily let it go overnight!

She must ask her grandmother to get justice for her!

Ye Qingluo dared to do something to her only mysterious girl in Linglong Hall.

You have to pay for it!

But, what disappoints Wu Fuer is...

Her grievance, even if Hall Master Wu Yan wants to feel distressed, she is already overwhelmed.

Because...

The moment Wu Fu'er spoke in grievance.

The man's indifferent eyes have settled on Hall Master Wuyan.

His thin red lips are frivolous.

The smile is very cold.

Even the light in the eyes is cold.

In an instant, it was so cold that Hall Master Yan's back was cold, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak.

"The deity said that the deity will solve the affairs of the Lord of the Linglong Palace."

The man's low mute and magnetic voice, very majestic, swayed in the air.

He opened his mouth.

Almost instantaneously, the whole place fell silent.

"The Hall Master Without Yan." Suddenly, Emperor Moxuan summoned the Hall Master Without Yan.

These four words made Hall Master Wuyan's body tighter.

The cold words of the man fell into his ears: "The first day the deity arrived in Linglong Hall, what did you say, do you remember?"

The Hall Master Wuyan raised his head quickly, looking pale at Di Moxuan.

She subconsciously clasped her granddaughter in her arms, her lips trembling a little.

"Huh?" Di Moxuan curled his lips coldly, his eyes sneered even more, "If you forget, the deity doesn't mind thinking about it for you."

Follow these words.

The surrounding air seems to have condensed into frost.

Extremely oppressive.