Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 2659 is worthless, not that you have the final say.

Gu Jingyu's body, bit by bit, a little bit, from the slight trembling, gradually increasing gradually...

Heart, empty.

The repressed emotions make him feel sour and sour.

Endless anger, surging from the chest.

In this moment, in my mind, it is already a blank.

Full of thoughts, only a smile at night.

Clearly...

I have only seen it several times.

Why, it is the feelings for her, so deep.

Deep enough, even his own, can not believe the extent...

Almost thought, manipulating the body.

Gu Jingyu strode forward and rushed to the direction of Emperor Xu Xuan.

He grabbed the sleeves of Emperor Xu Xuan, fangs and anger, the whole face, constantly distorted by anger.

Binocular red, warm and long gone: "Are you not a fiancé at night? Why... why not save her! Why not stop!"

Gu Jingyu’s sudden move made the onlookers believe in the words of Yan Zhenfei.

The words also heard the voices of the surrounding guests.

She rubbed her brow and was about to step forward and stop Gu Jingyu.

Then I saw the man who was long and standing, and gently rubbed the sleeves that were caught.

Invisible pressure, in an instant, pouring down.

The air from his body seemed to be violent at this moment.

Gu Jingyu’s hand just touched Di Mo Xuan.

It was pushed directly by this invisible fluctuation.

Gu Jingyu squatted for a while and almost fell to the ground.

He did not rush to stabilize his body shape, but continued to be red-eyed and stunned by Emperor Mo Xuan. His voice was hoarse: "You are not worthy of being a fiance at night! If it is me... If it is me! I will not Willing to let her suffer a little bit of damage!"

"Gu Shaosong!"

When I heard Gu Jingyu’s words, my face was white, and I quickly screamed: “Please ask Gu Shaozong to be self-respecting! Alu and Gu Shaozong, but there is no half-point relationship. If you say such a misunderstanding, you are not trying to break the plane. Falling reputation?!"

Gu Jingyu’s eyes have a moment of glory.

He groaned for a moment, and lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse: "I am just... not worth the night."

In the square, there is a dead silence.

The guests even stopped talking about the words.

If you say that Gu Shaozong and the night girl have no affair?

They don't believe in killing them!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

The feelings of this little lord to the night girl are very deep.

It seems that the messenger is right.

The night is a watery poplar, a woman who is as good as a husband.

Every good man wants to be around and become her backing.

The reaction of the guests and the red figure that disappeared in the middle of the dark guard.

The radiance of the singer’s mouth is getting deeper and deeper.

Although she is laughing, she can be ashamed of her eyes.

It can almost be seen that under her veil, the five senses have been distorted.

Damn little monk...

A fake, dare to glory in front of her imperial secret messenger!

Still squatting, pinching her handle and threatening her?

Now, look at that fake, what life, to threaten her!

Everyone in the world who knows her identity is damned!

Must die!

Now, a fake is dead.

Next... is the saying, her "dear" sister!

In the mind, Yan Zhenfei has constructed a beautiful picture of the future.

Just in the crowd, I thought that this was the time when the dust settled.

Suddenly, a dull, dumb voice screamed in this silent atmosphere.

"The value is not worth it, not that you have the final say."

(End of this chapter)