Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 5: It’s not bad to take you to the funeral

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"The little things have good willpower, but...in half a time, even if your willpower is strong, when the medicine enters your bones, I'm afraid...you won't be able to get up."

Di Moxuan raised his eyebrows, "Please, this is your only way to survive."

Ye Qing's pink lips raised slightly, close to his face.

In the pupils, magnified the evil face like a fox.

She smiled enchantingly, and between her lips and teeth, she spoke clearly: "Before you die, it's not bad to be buried with the emperor."

Please?

She has lived in Ye Qingluo for two lifetimes, and she still doesn't know how to write the word "please"!

"Hahaha...interesting little things..." A light smile overflowed from Di Moxuan's throat, his chest rising and falling.

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Qingluo only felt that her wrist holding the fragments was suddenly being held by someone, and then she turned around, and she fell into a generous embrace.

A scent of Yuya sandalwood smells in the nose.

The man's long arms, tightly around Ye Qingluo's slender waist, firmly fixed her in his arms.

The blood on Ye Qingluo's body dyed that luxurious purple robe red, and Emperor Moxuan didn't care much.

However, she was wearing only a white robe, and between this pull and pull, the tied belt loosened, and the collar opened, revealing a piece of white skin.

Ye Qing dropped the frost on his face mask, gritted his teeth shyly.

But the limbs were fixed by Emperor Moxuan, she couldn't struggle, and she couldn't move away, she could only use murderous eyes to slap him fiercely.

"Let it go! Let it go! Me!"

Di Moxuan's gaze swept across her open collar lightly, and immediately raised his eyes to meet her ferocious eyes, smiling beautifully: "The deity just doesn't let go, what can you do with me?"

Damn!

Nima, what about someone who is honored as a god? Isn't this a fake?

Would you like to be so shameless?

Di Moxuan directly ignored Ye Qingluo's murderous eyes, her slender fingers gathered her white robe little by little, and she spoke lightly; "Don't worry, this deity has no interest in Xiaowudian. "

"..." You are so young! Your whole family is small!

Where is she young?

Although this body is not as hot as her last life, somehow it should be some better!

Besides, this body is only fifteen years old, can it develop well?

Di Moxuan looked away, glanced at the few people who were kneeling on the ground and shaking, lazily raised his eyelids: "A Feng."

A whirlwind blew up suddenly, and a black-clothed boy appeared behind Di Moxuan, kneeling on the ground, respectfully arching his hands: "Master Dizun."

Di Moxuan walked in with Ye Qingluo, flipping his palm, and a chair not far away quickly moved to his side.

He sat down, sitting on his lap around Ye Qingluo.

Immediately, his slender fingertips tapped on the chair.

Almost at the same time, Afeng stretched out his hand to the long sword pinned to his waist, releasing a powerful profound energy all over his body, and swept a few people kneeling at the door into the house.

Ye Qing Luo Tongren shrank suddenly, she actually saw a red light on Afeng's body.

Different from the rays of light around Yu Chiya's entourage, this red light is extremely coquettish, extremely brilliant red.

This feeling...

Could it be... the profound energy?

Ye Qingluo blinked vigorously, and when he wanted to take a closer look, the pain in his heart that was finally relieved, came again like a tear.

It hurts...

Just now when she saw the light radiating from her entourage, it was also this kind of painful pain...

What is going on?

"Huh..." In the ear, Di Mo Xuan exclaimed in surprise, "This feeling...couldn't it be..."