Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 873: Like a tiger like a leopard, a familiar beast
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Could it be...Three Thousand Space is trying to separate the two of them?
"Hold on to me." Di Moxuan's voice was calm, unaffected by the three thousand spatial collisions.
He faced the direction that Ye Qingluo pointed at the beginning, raised his palm, and a vast profound energy shot out from his body.
At this moment, the ink hair flew up with its teeth and claws.
His purple robe, because of the surrounding space lingering on his side, his clothes are tangled up and down.
The profound energy lingers in the palm of the palm, and the wanton energy revolves around the body, bringing a surge of shock to the rainbow.
His complexion is calm, and his mysterious lustre is against his majestic face.
It was a kind of silence that the rain was about to come.
It's so quiet that it's frightening, but I don't know how to suppress this frightening sense of panic.
The strong waves also wiped the clear cheeks overnight.
She grasped Di Mo Xuan's arm and slowly walked around his firm waist.
From behind him, his arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, and he barely got a foothold.
The entire sealed place trembles a bit.
"Slap--"
A harsh sound piercing the air, exploded in the ears.
Di Moxuan's long arms hooked, and he took Ye Qingluo's slender waist and took a leap.
The two suddenly bounced and turned into a shock.
Facing the palm wind he slashed, he rushed straight away.
Ye Qingluo was wrapped in Di Mo Xuan's arms, leaving no gap.
The sound of a violent storm whistling in my ears, Ye Qingluo wanted to open his eyes, but his head was pressed down by the man's big palm.
Vaguely, in the afterglow of the night, there was only time to catch a glimpse of a gap.
The Sealed Land has turned into pitch black, and there is no other motley black at all.
A large white object is extremely conspicuous in this pitch black space.
Sharp fangs, bright white hair, and screaming with his head up.
Ye Qingluo couldn't hear howling, but she had an extremely strong feeling.
That behemoth is shouting something.
It's just that Ye Qingluo was only swept away, and was covered by Di Moxuan's arm.
Her delicate body is tighter.
The strength of the waist makes me feel pain.
Although he just glanced at it, Ye Qingluo is almost certain.
That... is a beast!
A beast that resembles a tiger and a leopard.
That is, the beasts on the totems on the periphery of the Sealed Land!
Why do you feel so familiar?
I always feel as if I have seen this beast somewhere...
"Here."
When Ye Qing was full of doubts, Di Mo Xuan's soft whisper was heard in his ear.
She felt her feet stand firmly on the ground.
The arm around his waist is also slightly loose.
Ye Qingluo poked her head out and looked around.
The surrounding scenes are no longer white or black.
There is no so-called three thousand space, and there is no beast that seems familiar.
Here, it's just a sealed palace.
It is indeed a palace.
The empty hall is extremely bright.
The surrounding pillars are all crystal clear, like inlaid with night pearls, exuding a shining luster, illuminating the entire hall.
The space of the main hall is so empty that there is nothing else but the pillars.
Therefore, Emperor Moxuan and Ye Qingluo did not enter the hall.
Rather, standing in a corner outside the temple, it happens to be able to have a panoramic view of everything in the temple.
The protector and the old man in black, standing in the center of the hall, are arguing about something.
The old man's right arm has already cut a wound, and the turbulent blood is surging out.
The old face was full of helplessness, but he couldn't bear the eager urging of the law protector, so he stretched out his hand again and smeared a handful of blood from his arm.
The **** hands quickly began to pinch.
Blood marks were slapped and printed on the wall.