Chapter 33 Darkness

Before he left, Yun said in a warning tone: "Four girls, this big dragon under the Crown Prince Palace is not something you can climb. If you can't grasp it, be careful to fall to pieces. Don't even have a person to help you collect your body. ."

Di Fuyao completely put his left ear in and out of his right ear, which was not at all serious.

Seeing the two leave, she directly collected the weeds into the s.p.a.ce, and the soul and consciousness were planted in the Spirit Plant s.p.a.ce.

She calculated that after the weeds are planted, they have to wait for the harvest. It takes about an hour before the weeds can be transformed into spiritual gra.s.ses!

Taking advantage of the gap, Di Fuyao found a clean dress and put on it. In order not to cause panic in the market, she deliberately wore a veil before going out leisurely.

As soon as she stepped out of the gate of the emperor's house, she felt an evil and enchanting atmosphere behind her, and her eyebrows were raised slightly, "I found you a long time ago, don't hide."

Behind him, there was a lowly smile of broken jade laughter, "How did Shao Shao find me? Is it because he has a good heart?"

"Are you shameless?" Di Fu shook his head and stared at Ye Zhongyuan who walked out of the dark.

He wears a purple and gold soft robe today. He is slender and tall, showing the awe-inspiring power of the superior, with exquisite features, with an ambiguous expression that is not flat, and the narrow and long star eyes are lightly raised, enchanting and evil. No, I want you."

just felt eyes sway, and the shadow pressed.

That handsome face was only a few centimeters close to her in an instant.

"Hey--even though I owe you favors, you are very annoying to stalk you like this." Di Fu shook his eyebrows coldly and pushed him away.

In an instant, Ye Zhongyuan's smiling face became extremely ugly.

"You hate me, is it because of that kid?"

The tone faintly suppresses anger.

Thinking of that kid's claws rubbing back and forth on her hands, he suddenly felt like his things were being s.n.a.t.c.hed away, very upset! Super unhappy!

just want to chop off those claws of that stinky boy!

The second monk Di Fu Yaozhang couldn't figure it out, "What?"

"That kid!" Ye Zhongyuan narrowed his phoenix eyes, becoming more and more unhappy!

Di Fuyao thought for a while before he suddenly said, "Did you say Xiao Xiazi?"

"Huh huh!" Ye Zhongyuan's handsome face was covered with a layer of arrogance, "Say, is it because he hates me?"

This kind of childish questioning made Di Fuyao couldn't help but smile and said, "Wufu, Ergouzi, are you jealous?"

"No!" Ye Zhongyuan shook his head!

Di Fuyao said with no anger: "Which kind of jealous do you have?"

"What is vinegar, I don't know!" Ye Zhongyuan firmly denied!

Di Fu Yao's eyes were clear and sharp enough to see through him: "Why are you following me again?"

"Shake not to change the subject, you just said that you hate me, don't you?" Ye Zhongyuan clutched his chest and made a heartbroken look, like an abandoned little woman.

"Yeah!" Emperor Fuyao did not deny it, and said straight to the point: "I don't like the feeling of being followed. If you really want to make friends with me, then come with honesty and honesty. I welcome and treat them sincerely. Forget this kind of thing."

She had been a killer for a lifetime in her previous life, living in the dark every day, licking blood on the tip of a knife, and she was tired of this life.

Rebirth, she just wants to live out her own wonderful life!

An accident flashed through Ye Zhongyuan's eyes, and she didn't expect that she would say this.

He discovered by accident that the fourth lady of the Emperor's family was not as unbearable as the rumors, and when he became interested, he chased her for fun.

But when she said this openly, a sense of shame flashed across his heart.

Qizha Bitian, everyone is afraid of him, he has experienced too much conspiracy and intrigue, and no one has ever said the word sincerity to him.

In his world, there is no such word as sincere and sincere, he thinks these are all falsehoods.

Ye Zhongyuan suddenly showed a smile, showing great elegance.

"What are you laughing at?" Di Fu gave him a blank glance.

"Shaking is right, I change my true heart." Ye Zhongyuan's eyes flashed slyly and brilliantly, "Then I give you my true heart, and Shake will return my true heart to me?"

He was a little happy. She didn't really hate him, but because of his behavior.

This is what he wanted. Anyway, he didn't want to secretly communicate with her in the dark. Wouldn't it be better to put it on the table and be fair?

What's more, he is the little husband whom Shao Yao personally identified!

Di Fuyao stared, and stubbornly corrected him: "I said sincerely!!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ye Zhongyuan smiled compromisingly, her coquettish eyes flas.h.i.+ng with excitement, she stretched out her hand, trying to hold her little hand.

Di Fuyao had been prepared for a long time, and he glared at him and warned: "Peace be!"

"I've shaken your sincerity, don't you want to repay me?" Ye Zhongyuan looked like he was being bullied, particularly wronged.

"..."

Di Fuyao was too lazy to tell him that he was playing the piano to the cow!

The capital is prosperous, but she has always been uninterested in the beautiful things on the surface. She simply went to the black market. Ye Zhongyuan followed her without touching the ground. The two of them didn't speak, but they were in a tacit understanding, and they stepped on the same steps.

Along the way, Emperor Fuyao observed that pa.s.sers-by did not seem to see Ye Zhongyuan's enchanting face, and even a little attention was paid to him.

She looked back, and he responded with a very brilliant smile.

No, how come only she can see his true face?

"Did you use some illusion technique to hide your appearance?" she asked him in a low voice.

If she also learned illusion, she wouldn't have to wear a veil so much trouble.

Ye Zhongyuan was quite surprised: "How do you know Shao Yao?"

"They can't see your face like they are blind!" Di Fuyao pointed at the pa.s.serby and said, "You must have used illusion. When others see you, it's just an ordinary person's face. Am I right?"

Seeing her with a simple smile, but with a hint of malicious cunning, Ye Zhongyuan touched her head and sighed, "Little girl, this kind of illusion is better not to learn."

"why?"

"It's bitter."

Di Fuyao shook his eyebrows and raised his eyes: "I can't bear this bit of suffering, why are you still alive!"

As she said, she clenched her fist with a majestic look.

Ye Zhongyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled especially coquettishly: "You really can't learn this kind of illusion. You need the talent of the Dark Element."

"Are you a Dark Elementalist?!" Di Fuyao's expression changed slightly.

The dark element is the darkest and mysterious element among all the talent elements. People who possess the dark element in Bitian Continent are usually the most terrifying existence.

Rumor has it that the Dark Elementalist can summon any necromancer to fight for it. It is an existence that everyone is afraid of.

There are only a handful of Dark Elementalists known on the Bitian Continent, and it can be described as a domineering, no one dares to provoke.

Sure enough, just like her guess, Ye Zhongyuan was a man with dangerous factors.

Di Fuyao blinked and stared at him vigorously.

But, is such a dangerous man so shameless for Mao?