Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 124: I will do it for you

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“Don’t worry, the young leader of the dignified medicine alliance will treat Xiaoyu himself. In a short time, Xiaoyu will definitely be alive and kicking.”

Di Moxuan’s thin lips lightly hooked, standing behind Ye Qingluo, and clenching her tight pink fist.

Ye Qingluo tightened her pink lips, her eyes gleamed coldly: “I was just thinking, I should have cut off her limbs and castrated her in a jar!”

“I’ll do it for you.” Di Moxuan lowered his head and pressed it against Ye Qingluo’s shoulder.

His five fingers were inserted forcefully between Ye Qingluo’s five fingers, and his fingers interlocked.

The woman’s petite body is wrapped tightly by the man’s generous chest.

Ye Qingluo is not used to it, her cheeks are flushed, and her breathing becomes rapid.

She struggled, and Di Moxuan’s arm tightened even more.

His wicked and handsome face, with a very shallow smile.

“This…this is…”

Mu Zifei’s expression is a bit weird.

He glanced sideways at his brother, then looked at Emperor Moxuan, speculating about his relationship with Ye Qingluo.

“The purple robe is all over the city, the beauty is outstanding…presumably your Excellency is the lord of the imperial palace, the lord of the emperor.”

Mu Zifan retracted the needle sticking hand, looked at Emperor Moxuan with warm eyes, nodded and smiled.

It’s just that when his eyes fell on the interlocking hands of the two of them, and when they were wearing the same ring on their hands, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Di Moxuan’s narrow and long eyes narrowed slightly, declaring that Ye Qing’s slender waist was tightly closed, and he nodded indifferently; “Xiaoyu received the treatment from the young leader himself, and the deity must be thankful.”

“Healers, they are meant to save the world and help others, no thanks.” Mu Zifan smiled lightly, “What’s more, Miss Seven is my friend.”

The two men exchanged their eyes, seemingly making waves.

“Who…who asked you to do it!”

Ye Qingluo didn’t notice the turbulent undercurrent between the two men.

Seeing the two brothers of the Mu family, all eyes were fixed on her.

Her cheeks were even more red and hot, and she lifted her foot and stepped heavily on the back of Di Moxuan’s instep.

Nima!

What the **** does this man want to make!

It doesn’t matter if you do anything to her in private, in front of so many people, you still put on the look of being intimate with her!

Thanks to Mu Zifan, she should also thank her!

Why did he thank Mao for Xiaoyu, and would like to thank him again?

Mom!

What the hell!

Master Emperor, you always have a bad brain, right?

Yeqingluo was messed up in the wind.

Fortunately, Mu Zifan didn’t delve into this issue, turned back, and continued to administer the needle for Ye Fengyu.

Mu Zifei sensed the weird atmosphere in the house, coughed dryly, and changed the subject; “Miss Seven, whose limbs did you just say you want to cut? Is it possible…You avenged the Eighth Master?”

“Yeah.” When it comes to Ye Qingling, Ye Qingluo’s struggling is a little bit smaller, and her eyes are covered with coldness, “I picked off her veins.”

“Rely on…”

Mu Zifei opened her mouth wide, looking at Ye Qingluo incredulously, her fingers kept trembling: “You…you actually cut off her veins? She, it’s your fourth sister.”

“So what?” Ye Qing raised her eyebrows and sneered.

“I mean, you are not afraid…your father…” Mu Zifei waved his hand again and again when she saw her misunderstanding what she meant.

Immediately frowned worryingly, “Your fourth sister is in Yejia, she is a middle-to-high-class profound practitioner. If you ruined her, your father is afraid…”

As one of the four great families, the Mu family naturally had a good understanding of the Sanquan School.

It is also clear that Ye Tian Kuang is extremely disgusted with Ye Qingluo.

Ye Qingluo destroyed a profound practitioner in the Ye family, how could Ye Tian Kuang let her go?

“Afraid? Since I dare to do it, there is nothing terrifying.” Ye Qingluo’s eyes shot out a biting chill.

Can Ye Tian Kuang stand up for Ye Qingling?

Is he qualified?