Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 5113: My lady, I dote on (2)

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In the magic hall, there are many thoughts, when I carefully look at the man in front of me.

Just listen to the man’s mellow, low and hoarse voice, without any emotion, but with unreasonable domineering aura: "What is the relationship between me and the lady, and what is it to you? Why do I need to prove it to you? "

The Demon Temple looked cold.

Since she became Lord Demon Hall.

It's been a long time since I met, someone dared to choke with her.

She has cold eyebrows, staring at Di Moxuan's seemingly harmless face, and her voice is low and treacherous: "Today, it is the marriage ceremony between the main hall and the emperor, she... seduce the emperor and let the emperor Respect for her, publicly regret the marriage in this temple."

"Now, you run out and say that you are her husband, and the main hall asks you for a proof, what's wrong?"

The man's complexion doesn't have much emotion.

At this point, it is somewhat similar to the expressionless groom beside him.

The Demon Palace pondered for a moment, and then continued: "If you are really her husband, then...you should also stand on the side of the main hall and ask carefully how she hooked up with the emperor!"

Di Mo Xuan's azure blue eyes became sharp and sharp as the woman said.

The Demon Temple thought that he was angry because of her words.

The glamorous red lips didn't consciously raise a smug smile.

The next moment...

I saw the man hugging the girl, encircling her in an absolutely protective posture, his eyes condensed into the magic temple, and the words Binghan: "If you look down on your own groom, it's your incompetence. Don't take it Your incompetence is blamed on my lady."

He paused, and then said: "You said my lady seduce the bridegroom, you show evidence."

Incompetence...

These two words pierced deeply into the mind of the Demon Temple.

At the wedding ceremony, the groom regretted the marriage.

This is not just a question of the groom alone.

The bride... indeed failed.

The Demon Temple did not speak.

Di Moxuan glanced at the bridegroom official again with a smile but a little bit of sarcasm: "Finally..."

"Because I am her husband, no matter anything, I will stand by her side unconditionally."

"And, I believe her."

"My lady, I dote on."

"What are you...what?"

Word by word, they are all pressing the face of the Demon Temple on the ground.

It's humiliating.

Some people are annoying, some people are happy.

These words, falling in Ye Qingluo's ears, are the sweetest honey in the world, sweet to the bottom of her heart.

The girl's charming and picturesque face, with long narrow and curvy eyes, is a joy that radiates from the bottom of my heart.

Yi Jiu and Chu Wuxin not far away are all clear.

Chu Wuxin's icy and deep pupils flowed, and finally turned into a dead water like still water, settled in it, and can no longer make waves.

Yi Jiurao held his chin interestingly, and muttered to himself in a low voice, "Oh, this is a rare woman who already has a sweetheart, the future princess of this king, has gone again~ Really What a pity..."

……

"So...you disturbed the marriage ceremony of the main hall, the main hall can't be held accountable?!" The hall sneered and pushed the bridegroom away forcefully, "I see, this is the woman you want, I already have a husband, I don’t even want to look at you!"

The groom was pushed and staggered a few steps.

He had a sullen face, deep Youtong glared at the Demon Temple with a low mute voice, threatening: "The Demon Temple, if you want the wedding to continue, shut up!"

When the Demon Palace opened his mouth, he swallowed it back again.

The cold face was covered with a thick haze.