Ouyang Xi's eyes had narrowed into a slit, and he forced his words out of his teeth word by word: "Youlijie?"
The man smiled and nodded, his eyes full of satisfaction: "I have heard that the emperor of Dongling Kingdom is a smart man, and he can see through it at a glance. Now it seems that this is true."
Ouyang Xi shook his head and pushed down his words: "How can you prove that you are from Youlijie?"
“Do you still need proof?”
The man raised his eyebrows lightly and glanced in the direction of Lingwu: "If I were not Youli, who helped God do things, how could I snatch her back from the King of Hell?"
His voice was very small, so small that no one could hear it except Ouyang Xi
The tone was even more indifferent
It's not like an ordinary person at all. When he wants others to believe him, he has a sure and decisive tone.
However, this faint look forced Ouyang Xi to believe his words
He suddenly realized why he believed this person
The person in front of him, whether it is the expression on his face or the tone of his speech, is very similar to Lingwu.
The way you speak is so light
The smile on the corner of your mouth that doesn't care about anything and doesn't care about anything makes people feel almost the same
Ouyang Xi believes that what this person says is the same expression and tone when Lingwu says anything.
It's faint, but it's beyond doubt
I couldn't help but frown, and looked back at Lingwu, who was breathing weakly in the carriage, before turning to look at the man: "But how can I believe you will definitely cure her?"
"You have to believe it if you don't believe it."
When Ouyang Xi said something, the man laughed: "Because, you have no choice."