In the entire demon world, there is no one more scheming than Jue He.
This man, indeed, had strange thoughts towards his mother, just as his father said.
As a son, he would never approve of this!
"Since the agreement has been reached, Luo'er will leave." With a distant smile on his face, Ling Luo excused himself and left.
A trace of reluctance flashed in Jue He's eyes.
But it only took a moment, and he covered it up well.
He is not an impatient person, he likes to pull the line to close the net, capture the prey in an orderly manner, and let her walk into his trap bit by bit.
He knows Mansha too well.
He also knew Ling Luo very well.
This heart has remained in her body for so long, carrying her emotions and memories, allowing him to know her well.
If he tried to persuade her to stay this time, she would definitely be disgusted.
"Okay, Xiaoluo, you can go back." Jue He nodded in agreement, and his voice returned to its usual gentleness, "If you have any difficulties, you can come to me at any time."
Ling Luo just nodded perfunctorily and responded.
Of course she can't go to him when she really encounters difficulties. She can rely on herself, she still has Yu, she still has a son, an apprentice, a younger brother, and a close friend. Even if it goes around, it's absolutely impossible to go around.
Go up to Juehe.
Ling Luo left the central temple with Chi You, Heechul, and Ye Ling.
There was no one to stop them along the way, and they left the main city of Dongmu very smoothly.
Along the way, no one noticed that Qingcheng Ye Ling's eyes were dull, his face was dull, and he was silent behind him.
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Inside the central temple.
The edge of the well of life.
In front of Jue He stood a beautiful woman wearing alizarin red gauze.
The woman's figure is somewhat hazy and translucent, and is a ray of spiritual consciousness.
"Jue He, long time no see." Qingcheng Ye Ling greeted her old friend with a smile.
A sneer appeared on Jue He's lips, and he said: "What should I call you? Qingcheng Yeling? Or Snow Lotus?"
"It doesn't matter what my name is." Qingcheng Yeling's face remained as usual, with a light smile on her lips, "The name is just a code name. I came here to give you a warning."
"Warning?" Jue He raised his eyebrows, the black tentacles on his face were still surging, and the sarcasm in the corners of his eyes was unmistakable, "You want to warn me?"
Qingcheng Yeling was not angry and said in a deep voice: "Di Wuchen is in the Forest of Elves. He is the most loyal slave of the Lord God. You understand what I mean."
Juehe's face suddenly changed.
The previous mockery directed at Qingcheng Ye Ling disappeared, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.
"So what if Di Wuchen is here? He should deal with Xuanyuan Yu first! It is Xuanyuan Yu who is marrying Ling Luo, not me!"
The gentle voice was mixed with hatred and jealousy.
Qingcheng Ye Ling sneered and said: "Don't forget, who does the Lord hate more? You are just a cripple..."
"Shut up!" Juehe shouted sharply.
He stretched out a finger and pointed to the door of the hall, his voice was firm and cold, "You can leave. For the sake of you working hard to protect her for so many years, I won't kill you."
Qingcheng Eidolon turned around.
Her figure paused before leaving the temple.
"You saved her. I don't want you to die. I believe that if she regains her memory, she will definitely not want you to die. Jue He, cherish your life."
The expression on Jue He's face was very complicated, and his black tentacles were coiled, making him look particularly ferocious.