Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 5229: Forbidden to Move Soul (4)
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For some reason, the Demon Temple always feels that the man in front of him is not as clever and harmless as he looks on the surface, and he is not just a spirit cultivated by a noble of the gods.
Just a look, or a simple syllable.
It can scare her.
This kind of momentum.
Innate.
There is also an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
I always feel like I've seen it somewhere.
The Devil's Palace tightens his lips, his cold and dull face, and his emotions are complex.
Then, silently, turned and left.
Until the person walks away.
Ye Qingluo picked up Xiao Jiu and stood up: "Just so sure, she will truthfully tell us everything she knows?"
"She won't."
Di Moxuan stretched out his hand to her, his well-behaved and harmless face, unlike the indifferent and ruthlessness of the previous talent, was stained with a gentle smile: "Her words, at most believe half of them."
"So, she will choose us, right?" Ye Qingluo stepped over and buried her body in his arms.
Di Moxuan smiled: "Her choice is not important."
From the beginning.
Di Moxuan didn't believe in the Demon Temple.
It's just that if the Demon Temple is willing to say a little bit.
He can infer many things from it.
However, even if the Demon Temple is reluctant to say it.
At best, he is a little troublesome.
Actually.
It's exactly what Emperor Moxuan said.
In the evening, when both Ye Qingluo and Di Moxuan were resting.
There was a "creak" outside the window.
The magic temple sneaked into the room.
Ye Qingluo not long after lying down: "..."
The things during the day have made her mentally exhausted.
I still don’t let you sleep well at night.
This magic temple is too energetic, right?
It seems that during the day, she, the bride, is the most tired, right?
Fortunately, the two of them know that they are surrounded by eyeliner, so they slept in their clothes.
When she heard the noise, Ye Qingluo had already sat up, leaning on the bed, and lazily squinting towards the Demon Hall: "I said Lord Demon Hall, you Lord Demon Hall, you will crawl us in the middle of the night. Isn’t this room a bit inappropriate?"
The moonlight is like water, a magic temple dressed in black robe of crow feathers, standing in the room, a pair of icy eyes fixed on the night.
The girl yawned in a casual manner: "I have to worry about it anyway. We are a husband and wife. It is really inappropriate for you to climb the window silently."
"But well..."
"After all, the Lord of the Demon Temple was halfway through the wedding, and I was repented of the marriage. I don’t understand this truth. I will reluctantly and forgive you."
The girl's voice is soft, and her intonation feels lazy.
It is every word, piercing the sword in the heart of the Demon Temple.
The Demon Temple was so angry that his face became extremely ugly, and under the dim light, he looked extremely hideous.
When she clenched her fists, she shot a murderous shot.
A clear voice suppressed all the undercurrents in the room.
"Did you think about it clearly?"
Di Moxuan lit a candlestick and sat on a chair covered by candlelight.
The Demon Temple suppressed the anger and walked over: "The temple does not know much."
These words also show that she has agreed to Di Moxuan's conditions.
"The Demon Territory...more than half of the forces belong to the Dark You Palace, right?" Emperor Moxuan asked directly without talking nonsense.
The magic temple pondered for a moment: "Yes."
"This wedding, I'm afraid Dark You Palace had arranged it alone, right?" Ye Qingluo curled her lips slightly, and asked with a smile.