Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 3865 is indeed as you guessed.

The counterfeit goods hold the chest, and the cockroaches are big and full of hatred.

The shackles and hatred of the fundus are obvious.

On the eyes of the resentful goods, Emperor Mo Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly, like a smile and a thin lip, and the sly peach blossoms were awkward: "It is the fake goods of the deity, and I know the deity."

His tone is light and the wind is light.

I can't hear the emotional ups and downs.

Tightly, one hand hooked the waist of the night, kissed the girl in front of the intimate kiss, deepened the smile: "The deity does not ... will not let the little child alone risk."

The pupil of the counterfeit goods shrank.

Eyes staring at them, their intimate embrace.

The counterfeit goods fell to the ground.

And Emperor Xu Xuan, standing there, overlooking him on the high.

That feeling...

It’s annoying!

I can't wait... ruined his pride, everything about him.

The hands of the counterfeit goods, tightly licking the robes of the chest.

The hatred and anger of the surging, surging in the chest.

Suddenly, the counterfeit goods slammed the ground.

A huge burst of sound started.

The counterfeit goods have turned into a purple afterimage and turned from the ground.

In the meantime, the dead air around him immediately rushed toward him and quickly gathered.

But for a moment, the whole body of the counterfeit goods gathered a group of black and dead.

Layers of dead air are diffuse.

As if to devour everything around you.

The counterfeit goods were cold and cold, and their hands were flipped. The palms of the hands were shot with a horrible mystery, mixed with the lingering cover.

The palm of the hand crossed the dark sky and rushed to the emperor.

"boom!"

Another burst of sound.

The air around it was shaken.

In the air, it is full of dense black dead air.

Looking at the immortality of the confrontation and the deadly entanglement, the eyebrows of the night are small.

In the blink of an eye.

Her feet are moving slightly.

At the same time, Emperor Mo Xuan sleeves flew, sweeping the purple stream of clouds.

The vastness of the mysterious power burst out.

A hurricane was formed in an instant.

The hurricane collided with the palm of the hand.

The surrounding trees, followed by a leafy tree, were uprooted and collided with each other.

Even the ground cracked a large chunk of cracks.

"Booming -"

With the sound of the collapse of the mountains.

The two forces dissipated at the same time.

It is in ruins in all directions.

The gas waves surged and the smoke rolled.

Emperor Mo Xuan slowly retracted his hand, his face was calm, and he did not see a half-strength.

"A Xuan!" The night fell to him, his hands naturally hugged his waist.

The man also had a hint of coldness.

Emperor Xu Xuan licked her head, and the thin lips slammed it: "I'm fine, but you have to be careful, indeed, as you guessed, the dead air here can be the energy of the counterfeit goods."

As early as when I found counterfeit goods and Mu Qiuqi.

The nightfall saw that the counterfeit goods were not affected by this kind of dead air.

In addition to what Di Mo Xuan said before... counterfeit goods are deliberately tempting them.

I guessed it at night.

The dead air here has an indirect relationship with counterfeit goods.

This temptation.

Sure enough.

This reminds me of the night before.

The same was true of the forces of darkness in the South China continent.

The dead air here is definitely not simple.

Probably……

It is related to the dark palace.

This thought made the eyes of the night clear and drooping.

If it is related to the dark palace.

Then, in front of this counterfeit goods...

It must be sent by the dark palace.

(End of this chapter)