Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 2967 The Backstabber

That damn bitch!
How dare she use her body to go to the elves.

"It seems that you know who robbed your body. It seems that not only is that person capable, but also his connections and means are beyond the reach of others. Now you finally know what it feels like to be robbed of your body by others, right? "

"Ye Xiyue, I thought you would have a good impression of me. After all, we got along for a while in Lihentian many years ago, and I treated you like my own daughter. Everything about Huang Junye and people, but even if I don’t remember it, I still have it, right? I didn’t harm you, did I?”

Ye Xiyue crossed her arms and sneered, "Treat me like my own daughter? You must have been so sincere. If you were not Luo Huang, I would not dislike or hate you. It's a pity that I don't feel sorry for the person who stabbed me in the back." Interesting! Also—take back what you just said: I didn't harm you.

When you stood by Xueran and stabbed my mother in the back when she was weak, when you told Xueran her whereabouts, you deserved to die. "

"You... how do you know so clearly?"

"Hehe." Ye Xiyue waved her hand, and Cang Mo appeared, taking Qing Luo down.

The smile on Ye Xiyue's face faded little by little, and when she raised her head, the darkest time of the night was ushered in, before dawn, it was almost dawn.

"Why do I know so clearly? Hehe." Because of that dream...

"Everything will come to the surface. The person behind Luo Huang, that mysterious stone statue, is the key!"
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Zixue didn't go back to Fengyi Palace, but went to the tavern. When Huang Junye picked up Qingluo, Cang Mo had secretly dispatched a group of dark night killers into the world of fallen angels.

At this time, the dark place of the tavern was full of his people.

In these years, Zixue didn't know what she had experienced, from her cheerful personality to the taciturn one today, if she hadn't experienced too much pain, how could a person's temperament change?
Zixue ordered a pot of Prajna wine.

The prajna wine is cold, and it is easy to wake up after drinking a lot of people. The mellow spirit of the ages has become crystal clear.

Huang Junye stood aside, didn't sit down, watching Zixue drink a glass of wine.

After finishing the three small pots, Zixue didn't feel drunk at all, so she ordered a few more pots.

She drinks and he watches.

Dawn came, and the dawn of the morning tore through the earth and sent down the first light.

Huang Junye saw that Zixue drank a lot, stepped forward, and snatched the flagon from her hand.

"Bring it!" Zixue's face was cold.

Since Huang Junye saw Zixue a few days ago, he has never forced Zixue to do anything, even when Zixue appeared while killing Wu Fan, he still let Wu Fan go temporarily because of her words.

"I'll drink with you."

Huang Junye raised his head, gulping down the wine in the jug.

"The more you drink the Prajna wine, the more sober you become. Why drink this?" he asked.

Zixue's expression didn't fluctuate, "I don't want to get drunk." It's easy to say things you shouldn't say when you're drunk, it's unnecessary.

"Then why drink?"

"Miss the taste of wine."

"How much do you want to drink?"

"Don't worry about it."

Huang Junye ordered people to bring up a lot of wine, "I will accompany you to drink as much as you drink."

"What are you doing?" Zixue looked at him with a blank expression, making it look like others would never guess that she was his mother.

Mother talking to son, so cold.

(End of this chapter)