Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 6: One month to prove the strength


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Di Mo Xuan's eyebrows frowned lightly and looked down at the person in his arms.

Her face is almost pale, her thin willow eyebrows are frowning, and her small hands are pressed against her heart, as if she is in agony.

Di Moxuan's eyes lit up, he quickly moved his palm, put his hand on the back of Ye Qingluo's hand, and pressed her heart.

At that moment, I felt a fleeting burning sensation in my palm.

I felt it from Ye Qingluo's heart.

His hand probed, and immediately laughed out: "Hahaha... I didn't expect that a rare wizard in a thousand years would meet the deity like this!"

At first, Emperor Moxuan let Ye Qingluo intimidate him, but he felt that this girl had a bit of courage.

In order to prevent myself from falling, I even pressure my wounds to maintain my consciousness with pain.

You can be so cruel to yourself.

The little man, seriously injured, can explode with an aura that makes him look at him.

That is definitely not the aura that an ordinary girl can have.

Especially those bitter, murderous eyes that touched him deeply.

This little girl is not an ordinary person.

Unexpectedly, this girl turned out to be...

"A Feng, it's handed over to you." Di Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes to joy.

"Yes." A Feng replied in a low voice, and walked straight towards Wei Chi Ya and the others.

Di Moxuan touched the ring in his hand, and a white pill appeared in his palm.

Wei Chiya and the others can see at a glance that the bright pill is a high-class spirit pill above the fifth grade, and you can't buy it with coins!

They just watched Di Moxuan helplessly, and fed the fifth-grade spirit pill into Ye Qingluo's mouth without any distress!

The spirit pill melted at the entrance, and in the pain of Ye Qingluo, only a cold chill was felt, flowing from the throat into the body, following the limbs, spreading.

Wherever the cold went, the pain disappeared instantly.

After a week of circling the limbs and hundreds of corpses, they flowed to her heart again, wrapped up round and round.

Di Moxuan saw Ye Qingluo's frowning eyebrows smooth, and his breathing became calm. He hugged her and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a small white crane flew outside the window.

The size of a palm, folded paper.

The paper crane revolved around Di Moxuan, slowly fell into his palm, blinked, and turned into a blank sheet of paper.

Di Moxuan scanned the contents of his eyes, peach blossom eyes shining with evil colors, his eyes darkened a bit.

"What a coincidence..."

Di Mo Xuan sighed quietly and stroked her hair: "Little things, although the deity wants to take you away, but...the deity has more important things to deal with at the moment. However, the deity has a new way. ..."

His fingers provoked Ye Qingluo's chin, and that majestic face was magnified in her pupils.

"Give you one month to prove your strength and prove that the deity did not misunderstand the wrong person!"

Di Moxuan's voice, as light as a ghost, seeps into the eardrum.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingluo felt a strong warmth coming from his heart.

It was Di Moxuan who pressed his hand on her chest.

The place where the palm meets the chest flashes.

When Emperor Moxuan moved his palm away, Ye Qingluo clearly felt a gas flow inside his body, sinking into his heart, forming a palm-sized jade-like gas.

This...this is Xuanxinyu?

Ye Qingluo suffocated his breath and raised his eyes to look at Emperor Mo Xuan: "What's going on?"

The boy didn't answer, and took off the enchanting ruby ​​ring from his finger, took her hand, and put it on.

The cold fingernail stroked her fingertips, and a drop of blood fell on the ring.


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