Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 5198: Under the cemetery, the real secret (3)

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It's just stopping her.

Long Aotian's purpose is to cooperate with Huang Wuyou and keep her in that illusory space isolated from the outside world.

However, in order to let her enter this place safely, Long Aotian blocked all dangerous moves in front, but still let her know that Long Aotian and Huang Wuyou have joined forces, still can't really blame him.

Perhaps, this is the purpose of Long Aotian.

Or maybe... She believes that a person's mouth will deceive, but the eyes will not.

She can clearly feel...

When Huang Wuyou mentioned Feng Ge.

Long Aotian's changes in eyes and expressions.

That can't be faked.

Perhaps, in Long Aotian's heart, Feng Ge really occupies a very important position.

Even if Feng Ge sealed her in the tomb of the emperor for thousands of years.

Long Aotian never hated him.

Maybe, Long Aotian really has some difficulties.

It's just...These difficulties have nothing to do with her.

Ye Qingluo adjusted her emotions and stroked the Cangshui bracelet: "I know, I won't be impulsive, I want to survive more than anyone..."

"That exercise is too attractive to the spirit body...that exercise wants to absorb the old man and become its nourishment."

The old man Cang's tone was heavy, and he was still a little strenuous: "The old man has to go to the purgatory tower to hide, and he will fall into a deep sleep for a while. Be careful."

Ye Qingluo gently stroked the Fu Cang Shui bracelet: "I know, you go."

The breath of the old man Cang gradually disappeared in the Cangshui bracelet.

Ye Qingluo let go of her hand holding the Cangshui bracelet, raised her eyes slightly, and focused on the sky of blood.

If...

At this time, all the coffins with the insidious curse were destroyed.

Huang Wuyou's plan has failed?

Interrupt the source of Huang Wushou's power.

Can prevent Huang Wuyou from regaining strength.

It's just...

If it's as she expected.

How could she easily ruin this Shura hell?

In terms of Huang's worry-free and cautious character.

She has absolutely no choice but to ruin this place easily.

You must think of a way.

Ye Qing's narrow and charming eyes flashed endlessly, flowing with a lingering grace.

Paused to be familiar, she moved her body quietly, leaned forward toward the coffin.

She just moved.

Suddenly, his wrist was clasped by a big cold palm.

The strong force prevented her from moving half a step.

Ye Qingluo suddenly collapsed and turned quickly, raising his palm to attack.

But the outstretched hand was clasped by another big palm.

The fresh plum fragrance pours into the breath.

Ye Qingluo's struggling movement stopped a bit.

In the eyes, it is a face that is as cold as a cast.

The black eyes without mood swings reflected her two.

The man's thin lips are slightly pursed, and the expression on his face is cold, just like the breath on his body, it is also extremely cold.

Ye Qing lowered her eyebrows and lowered her voice: "Chu Wuxin, what are you doing here?"

The man in front of him, dressed in a blazing red robe, looked stern.

Who is Chu Wuxin?

The moment she spoke, the man raised his hand to plug her lips.

The girl turned her back, her head away, and she didn't pass Chu Wuxin's hand.

Chu Wuxin didn't mean to force it either.

Seeing her calm down, he grabbed her wrist and pulled the person into his arms.

The girl bent her elbow, blocking his chest.

Ye Qingluo frowned slightly, raised her eyes to look at him, a little suspicious under her eyes.

Chu Wuxin quietly opened those deep and waveless eyes, and stared at her for a long while.

Looking at Ye Qing, she straightened her hair.