Di Wuchen opened a spacious, clean and elegant room and threw Qingcheng Ye Ling into it.
"What do you want?"
Qingcheng Ye Ling sat on the soft couch and looked at the dangerous big fox opposite with a wary expression.
Di Wuchen stood opposite her, his azure eyes full of worry, saying: "Xuelian, stop making trouble."
"I'm not making trouble." There was no hint of joking on Qingcheng Yeling's face, and her dark red eyes flashed with a burning light as she said, "You serve Qiancheng? Be Qiancheng's subordinate?"
Di Wuchen sighed softly and said: "You have seen it all and you still ask me?"
"Who is Qiancheng? Why do he look exactly like Mansha?" Qingcheng Yeling stood up and looked at Di Wuchen, and the distance between the two gradually became closer.
Seeing the person he missed day and night so close to him, Di Wuchen couldn't help but hold his breath.
"The leader of the Thousand Cities Alliance is... the person I must obey."
"Who do you have to obey? In this world, besides the Lord God, who else can control you, Emperor Wuchen?" Qingcheng Yeling pressed forward step by step, refusing to give in even a step.
"Qian Cheng is the person closest to the Lord God." Di Wuchen looked helpless, "Xuelian, there is only so much I can tell you."
It has been a long, long time since she took the initiative to be intimate with herself.
His heart felt warm, and his azure eyes couldn't help but become a little gentler.
"Wuchen, only you and Di Jiang are always by the Lord God's side. In the entire God Realm, except for you two, no one knows what the Lord God looks like."
Qingcheng Yeling held Di Wuchen's hand tightly, and his voice was full of confusion, "Tell me, what does the Lord God look like?"
"I really can't tell you this."
A wry smile flashed across Di Wuchen's heart, he was not a fox that was easily deceived.