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Chapter 1585 Have you considered the ghost emperor?

The imperial master did not look up to the so-called future domain queen because of the warning of the White Guardian.

Instead, I feel that the White Guardian Ghost is obsessed with it.

"Since I am the Emperor of the Holy Realm, I am a person who knows the right way. Lao Bai, you and I have known each other for many years. I am very sad that you misunderstood me like this?" The Emperor of the Emperor said lightly.

The White Protector retracted his gaze and stopped talking. Instead, he thought that when he left the Holy Land, he brought the red lotus condensation dew to heal the wound. Perhaps it had some effect on Chu Yue's burns, so he hurried into Mu's man and sent the condensation dew before His Highness and Miss Ye were out of control.

...

Mu Mansion.

The old man and others were worried when they learned about what happened at the city gate.

"Oh, that's not a wound, it's a glory and merit for the generals."

Chu Yue said with a smile, trying to make the pillow happy and relieved.

Ye Mohan remained silent.

Seeing that Chu Yue was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and left the time for the couple.

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Ye Mohan hugged his beloved girl, pushed open the door and returned to the house.

He bent down and sat down slowly, put the girl on his lap, wrapped his hands around her waist, and said hoarsely, "Achu, you are injured again."

Love is your husband, go dig your own grave?

"No one can get close to the Ghost Emperor Cemetery, even me."

Ye Mohan said in a deep voice: "The cemetery contains a very strong power, and all the major forces in heaven already know this, and they cannot be concealed at all. I originally thought that I would enter the cemetery before the dragon-slaying banquet. In this way, even if the major forces finally know this, it would be too late. But now, the terrible power contained in the Ghost Emperor Cemetery is beyond my imagination."

Chu Yue then changed the topic and asked: "Can you gain something from this trip in Ghost Emperor's Cemetery?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yue felt a little strange.

Isn't that my grave?

Chu Yue: “…”

How can you hear this? How weird?

Isn’t this asking all the warriors from the five continents in the world to dig her grave?

"Even you can't get close to you?" Chu Yue was surprised.

“No.”

Ye Mohan said: "Even Emperor Ye Tian and the God of Martial Arts may not even be close to each other. If you want to open the cemetery, you need an opportunity. Since this is the case, all parties are eyeing each other and coveting the purpose of the Ghost Emperor, then I will open the door of the Holy Land and release the news of the Ghost Emperor's cemetery to all the five continents. If you send someone to wait, you may find an opportunity to open the cemetery."

The black hair on Chu Yue's temples fell down, and he raised his hand to hook the black hair behind Chu Yue's ears.

Chu Yue said quietly: "Have you ever considered the Ghost Emperor's feelings when you dig the Ghost Emperor's grave?"

Ye Mohan: "..."

What is this called?

Chu Yue was so sad.

Ye Mohan noticed her emotions and a trace of confusion slipped through her eyes.

At this time, Zhuque's vitality recovered a little, and Chu Yue's soul flew out of Chu Yue stood on his shoulder to breathe.

The mini-shaped Suzaku is very small, small than before, and one-half of the size of a palm.

Chu Yue was still in the melancholy feeling of being dug up to the grave, and the black hair on her temples hangs from behind her ears. Chu Yue said again: "Ghost King, she is also emotional."

Ye Mohan: "..."

For a moment, he didn't know whether to go to the cemetery or not.

Seeing that the black hair was very naughty, Ye Mohan simply grabbed Zhuque, treated it as a hairpin, and tied Chu Yue's black hair up.
Chapter completed!
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