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- Hearing Zhimo mention Xuanfengqian, Leng Ye was furious as if she had been touched by a scale.
He angrily swept the empty jug on the case to the ground, and said hysterically, "What does this matter have to do with you?"
"The Demon Lord calms down"
Zhimo was so frightened that her shoulders trembled slightly, but she still mustered up the courage to speak her mind, "I think that the reason why Xiantiandiji keeps rejecting you is not because of her, but because of you. on you."
"Go on." Leng Ye leaned back on the seat, smashing the empty wine jug in his hand, his voice was cold and chilling.
"My concubine thinks that you are too strong. When facing Empress Xiantian, you should show weakness appropriately. It is absolutely impossible to capture her heart by blindly taking and plundering. As time goes by, it will only make her more and more disgusted. you"
"This deity is very powerful?"
Leng Ye's thin lips parted slightly, he vaguely remembered that Xuan Fengqian also said that he was too strong.
Could it be that his dominance really pushed her further and further away?
Zhimo clasped his beating heart tightly with both hands, nodded nervously, and mumbled in a low voice: "The Mozun always exudes an innate arrogance of a king, which really makes people feel daunted. However, Mozun need not worry too much. As long as you are willing to communicate with Xiantiandiji, she will definitely understand you."
"Do you think the deity has never tried to communicate with her?"
Leng Ye's mind is full of Xuan Fengqian's decisive look of waving his hairpin at each other.
At this moment, he had already been heartbroken by her.
The reason why he didn't deal with the wound on his chest for a long time was that he hoped that the pain on his flesh would relieve the dull pain in his heart.
Zhimo glanced at his blood-stained robe, and knew that he hadn't communicated well with Xuan Fengqian at all.
In order to solve his doubts, she had no choice but to be bold, and said in a deep voice: "Mozun, forgive me for speaking bluntly. If you really want to solve the problem, you have to use a way she can accept. If she hasn't liked you yet, You dragged her onto the couch without saying a word, to her, she is no different from Ling Chi. She is physically and mentally damaged, and her dignity is lost. In this way, she will definitely alienate you even more."
As soon as the words fell, tears flashed in Zhimo's eyes.
Yao recalled what happened five months ago, and she still had lingering fears.
It's true that she likes Leng Ye, but as long as she recalls Leng Ye shackling her body while calling other women's names, her heart still hurts badly.
Leng Ye didn't notice the tears in Zhimo's eyes, and whispered dejectedly, "The most unacceptable thing for me is that she not only dismisses my sincerity, but even cursed me to die early in the letter."
"Perhaps, she wrote that note purely in a fit of anger? If it's just words of anger, there's no need to take it seriously."
Zhimo quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, suppressed the grievance in her heart, and said in a soft voice: "Like should be fought for without hesitation. I believe that one day she will be moved by your sincerity."
Leng Ye pursed her thin lips lightly, thinking that she would go to find Xuanfengqian to apologize to her.
But he was born with pride, even if he made a catastrophe, he would never lower his proud head.
After hesitating again and again, he finally slumped on the seat, drinking the wine.
Zhimo sees Leng Ye's frustration at the moment, and wants to say something to comfort her, but she doesn't know where to start.
In desperation, she had no choice but to kneel down in front of him in a well-behaved manner, silently accompanying him.
After about a quarter of an hour, Leng Ye finally noticed Zhimo whose face was pale because of kneeling for a long time, and asked casually, "Can you drink?"
Zhimo lightly supported her pregnant belly with both hands, and said timidly: "I'm pregnant, so I can't drink alcohol."
"That's all."
Leng Ye glanced lightly at Zhimo's swollen abdomen, and there was a hint of prey in his eyes.
He still couldn't believe that he had touched her.
Therefore, even if she is pregnant with a black dragon, it is absolutely impossible to be his species.
Before that, he was still a little puzzled, why did the black hand behind the scenes send a woman who was powerless.
Now it seems that Zhimo is not useless.
A woman who can make him relax his vigilance in a short period of time is definitely not easy.
Zhimo noticed the evil spirit emanating from Leng Ye's body, and was secretly startled.
She glanced at his dark face cautiously, and tried her best to divert his over-focused attention, "Mozun, there is one more sentence, I don't know if I should say it or not?"
"Um?"
"Women's minds are indeed difficult."Ah Qian, don't be angry. Your Majesty really didn't intend to anger you." Wu Ya smoothed his wings, and was about to do it for Xuan Fengqian, when he suddenly realized the difference between men and women, so he gave up.
"Wu Ya, do me a favor. Return the Nine-section Magic Whip to him for me."
Xuanfengqian didn't want to stay in Jiuyou for half a step anymore, so he turned around and walked away.
In the dark, Wan Xia had a panoramic view of all this, and hurried back to Ziyou Palace.
"Ash"
Wu Ya looked at Xuan Fengqian's back, knowing that she must have been disgusted by Leng Ye's behavior, so he flew into the Hall of Soul Devourer angrily with the nine-section magic whip in his mouth.
Snapped¡ª¡ª
It suddenly threw the nine-section magic whip onto the table in front of Leng Ye, and was about to speak, only to realize that Leng Ye and Zhimo hadn't done anything shady at all.
When I took a closer look, I realized that there was still a long distance between them.
Zhimo just knelt in front of him, that's all.
"Gah"
Realizing that he had misunderstood Leng Ye, Wu Ya seemed a little embarrassed, and relieved his breath again and again, "Your Majesty, are you feeling better now?"
Leng Ye frowned, staring at the nine-section magic whip on the table without turning his eyes, and said coldly: "Qingmo, you step back first."
"yes."
Childish Mo responded respectfully.
It took a while before she supported her numb legs and limped towards the outside of the hall.
"Is she still angry?" Leng Ye slowly put down the flagon in his hand, and asked Wu Ya in a deep voice.
"When the concubine was rushing to the fairy world, Ah Qian happened to be discussing the wedding date with Di Jun. Di Jun wanted to give her a grand wedding, but said that it would take a month to get ready. But Ah Qian seemed very anxious. They want to get married quickly. After some discussions, they set the wedding date in three days."
"Three days later"
Hearing this, the cold night was like falling into an ice cave, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.
He knew very well that he was the one who pushed Xuan Fengqian into a hurry, so she wanted to advance the wedding date so that she could get rid of his shackles as soon as possible.
Wu Ya nodded heavily, and then said: "I tried my best, and finally forced her to die, so she agreed to come to Jiuyou to see you"
"Where is she?"
Leng Ye's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked extremely excited.
It never occurred to him that after being treated like that by him, Xuan Fengqian would still be willing to visit him.
"Ah Qian mistakenly thought that you and Zhimo were performing Zhou Gong's ceremony, and after asking the concubine to hand over the nine-section magic whip to you, she left sullenly."
"Why didn't you tell her that this deity is innocent?"
Leng Ye turned anxious, and made a gesture to rush out of the Soul Eater Hall, explaining clearly to her.
But as soon as he got up, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he passed out without warning.
"Gah! My lord!"
Wu Ya was so frightened that his hairs trembled, and he screamed, "Come on, come on quickly! Your Majesty has passed out."
Leng Ye tried hard to open his eyes, but because of his exhaustion, he couldn't wake up no matter what.
At this moment, he was extremely desperate.
Seeing Xuan Fengqian's wedding day approaching, he had to make a bold effort to win her heart within three days.
But what caught him off guard was that he passed out unexpectedly!
He was so uncomfortable that he scratched his heart and lungs, wishing he could stab himself twice, hoping that he would wake up soon.
However, the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes.
Leng Ye opened his eyes again, two days later.
"My lord, you are awake! I am worried about you to death." Xuan Qianning held Leng Ye's hand tightly, and when he finally woke up, tears streamed down his face.
Leng Ye withdrew his hand calmly, and asked Jing Zhe who was standing beside him in a deep voice, "How long has this deity been in a coma?"
"More than two days."
"Damn it!" Leng Ye always had Xuan Fengqian in his heart, so he got up suddenly, as if he wanted to go to the fairyland to find her.
Seeing this, Jing Zhe comforted him repeatedly, "Mozun, Yaoshi Gu said that you once repaired the immortal body for others, which greatly damaged the vitality. If this continues, the consequences will be disastrous."
Xuan Qianning also said worriedly: "Your Majesty, the nine-fold thunder is approaching, you can no longer trample on your body like this."
"This deity has to go to the fairyland in person."
Leng Ye faintly sensed that something was wrong with his body.
Logically speaking, it was just for Fu Chen to heal the immortal body, so he would not be so weak.
But before he had time to think about it, he passed out again.
"Quick! Quickly lift the Mozun onto the couch." Seeing this, Pharmacist Gu hurriedly strode forward with the medicine box in hand, concentrating on checking Leng Ye's pulse.
"What's wrong with your lord? Why did you faint one after another?"
Xuan Qianning was very anxious, if Leng Ye was ill, there would be no hope for the rest of her life.
Wu Ya curled up in Jing Zhe's arms, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Somehow, an extremely terrifying picture flashed in its mind.
It saw Leng Ye die in Xuanfengqian's hands, it cried and howled desperately, but its neck was broken by the floating dust.
When it was approaching, it also saw Xuanfengqian collapsed in a pool of blood in grief, and ended his life with the Xuanyuan Demon Sword
? Like the book-wearing book, I became the tyrant's palm, please collect it: The book-wearing, I became the tyrant's palm update the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The degree passed out.
"Quick! Quickly lift the Mozun onto the couch." Seeing this, Pharmacist Gu hurriedly strode forward with the medicine box in hand, concentrating on checking Leng Ye's pulse.
"What's wrong with your lord? Why did you faint one after another?"
Xuan Qianning was very anxious, if Leng Ye was ill, there would be no hope for the rest of her life.
Wu Ya curled up in Jing Zhe's arms, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Somehow, an extremely terrifying picture flashed in its mind.
It saw Leng Ye die in Xuanfengqian's hands, it cried and howled desperately, but its neck was broken by the floating dust.
When it was approaching, it also saw Xuanfengqian collapsed in a pool of blood in grief, and ended his life with the Xuanyuan Demon Sword
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