Ling Xuewei's soft and aggrieved words made Ye Moyan's last trace of murderous intent disappear.
Ye Moyan's complexion returned to normal, and his heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked, calming down.
Just the next second, Ye Moyan suddenly pulled Ling Xuewei into his arms, leaned over and kissed her!
For a moment, not only Ling Xuewei, but also everyone else present was shocked!
No one expected that the majestic Night Emperor would kiss a woman in public!
"Ahem..."
Old Man Yinyan was a little embarrassed and turned his head as if he hadn't seen him.
All the Moon Guards also lowered their heads automatically, not daring to raise their heads.
Ling Xuewei was stunned.
The force on the lips seemed to tear her apart and swallow her into her belly, with a strong plunder and possession that swept across her lips and mouth crazily.
She had never seen Ye Moyan like this before.
Ling Xuewei was not afraid, but raised her head obediently.
Feeling her gentleness, the frenzy in Ye Moyan's chest was calmed down a little, and his movements softened. But his eyes glanced towards the other side, and towards God Qianjue's extremely gloomy gaze, he hinted at a warning.
This is an announcement to Emperor Qianjue and to everyone.
This woman is his and no one can get involved with her!
Di Qianjue's face looked extremely ugly at this moment. The unfamiliar surge was anger, unwillingness, or... jealousy?
His heart suddenly shrank, as if he was in disbelief or doubt, and his expression kept changing, which made the old man next to him feel frightened.
Finally, the kiss ended.
Ye Moyan forcefully held Ling Xuewei in his arms with an absolutely possessive attitude.
"She is mine, no one can covet her. Otherwise - die."
No one doubts the authenticity of this sentence, because this man has this strength.
Today's Emperor Ye has gradually put away his sharp edge, but no one will forget how bloodthirsty and crazy he was in the past.
It makes people all over the world feel frightened.
The old man in black saw that his sage's face was wrong, so he hurriedly spoke first, "Your Majesty the Emperor of the Night, this is just a misunderstanding, please let me know. Tomorrow will be the ceremony to sacrifice to heaven, and please ask the Emperor of the Night to move to the post palace and stay temporarily."
Yin Yan knew that the other party had given in, so he went down the stairs and said, "Then it will be useful."
When An saw that his sage did not stop him, he asked the secret guard to get out of the way.
Ling Xuewei nestled in Ye Moyan's arms, not daring to raise her head.
Ye Moyan glanced at Di Qianjue coldly and left with the person in his arms.
Di Qian looked desperately at the direction the two were leaving, his silver eyes turbulent.
Soon, only his people were left in Taoyuan.
"Who allowed you to make your own decisions?"
His voice was cold, and the secret guard looked stern and immediately knelt down.
The old man didn't look afraid, "Shengjun, what's the use of fighting him to the death here? You're just a woman, why do you need to go head-to-head with Ye Emperor right now?"
Di Qianjue glanced at him coldly, and the old man couldn't help but shudder, but he still insisted, "When the matter is completed, what woman do you want that you can't get? Even if she is Ye Di's person."
It must be said that the old man is well versed in the Sacred Heart.
From the smallest details, he could tell that the Holy Lord was interested in the woman.
Whether it's to fight against the Night Emperor or for other reasons, as long as it doesn't affect the overall situation, it doesn't matter.
Di Qianjue's silver pupils flashed slightly, and suddenly he smiled.
His face once again returned to that gentle and banished look, but An Yi couldn't help but tremble when he looked at it.
"The one who spoke just now is the old sage from Guangming Palace?"
"Yes, this person is Yin Yan, the Holy Lord is..."
The smile on Di Qianjue's lips deepened, "It's rare to see this legendary figure. Wouldn't it be disrespectful to not invite him to entertain him?"
The old man didn't know what the Holy Lord meant, but he bowed in response and went down to do it.
Emperor Qianjue's silver eyes flashed strangely, Ye Moyan, so what about yours, we don't know who will win!
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Ling Xuewei was dragged all the way back to the room. Ye Moyan's force covered her so hard that she almost lost her breath. She finally showed her face. Before she could see clearly, Ye Moyan's turbulent kiss came again.
This kiss was obviously punishing, and the fierce force left her with no way to escape.
Biting like a wild beast, not gentle at all.
Ling Xuewei felt a little aggrieved. It wasn't her who wanted to go. It was Di Qianjue who suddenly appeared. How could she be blamed?
"Ye Moyan!"
Ling Xuewei pushed him and called him angrily, but Ye Moyan seemed not to hear her, and her actions became more and more rough.
With one stagger, Ye Moyan directly overwhelmed Ling Xuewei.
Ling Xuewei's body felt cold, and her clothes turned into pieces in his hands. Moist kisses quickly fell on her neck and chest...
"Ye Moyan!"
Now Ling Xuewei was furious, ashamed, annoyed and aggrieved!
This sound made Ye Moyan's crazy movements pause, and his eyes gradually became clear.
The little girl was disheveled and had red eyes, looking at him accusingly. Her body was covered in red marks, especially her lips, which were ravaged to the point of being red and swollen, and even stained with blood.
The inexplicable anger gradually faded away, and Ye Moyan knew that he was angry with her.
But he couldn't control it.
Thinking of the scene where the little girl was hugged by Di Qianjue, he angrily wanted to destroy everything and kill the man who dared to covet her!
Ling Xuewei is his!
No one can take her away!
Otherwise, Ye Moyan really doesn't know what he will do?
Ling Xuewei only felt that the eyes of the man on her body were getting more and more terrifying. His deep pupils were looking at her quietly, his face was expressionless, but it made people shudder.
"A Yan..."
Her voice was trembling without even noticing it. Ye Moyan's eyes flashed slightly, and the coldness in his eyes faded a bit, but he did not move away from her body.
Ye Moyan suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked her lips again and again.
"He touched here?"
he?
Ling Xuewei's hair stood up immediately, "No, no! He didn't touch me! You arrived in time and he didn't touch me at all..."
"Is that here?"
His hand moved to Ling Xuewei's chin. A chill ran down Ling Xuewei's spine, and she said calmly, "Just a little..."
Suddenly, Ling Xuewei felt a chill on her head.
It seemed like a storm was about to hit.
She hurriedly wiped her chin with her hands, and soon it turned red.
"Do you think this is clean?"
Realizing that the coldness on Ye Moyan's body had faded a bit, Ling Xuewei breathed a sigh of relief, but felt crazy in her heart.
God, jealous men are so scary!
The weight on her body reminded her that her current posture was too unsafe, and Ye Moyan might turn into a beast and swallow her.
"Um...Ye Moyan, please get up and down, it makes me feel so uncomfortable..." Ling Xuewei didn't see Ye Moyan's response for just a long time.
She looked up and saw Ye Moyan staring intently at her chest.
With a bang, Ling Xuewei's blood rushed to the top of her head, and then she quickly looked at her chest as if she thought of something.