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Liang Qiuqiu, who had all the power of the phantom glass, heard the conversation in the hall clearly despite the door. She touched the cold tall temple door with one hand, and a layer of mist gradually appeared in her eyes.

President...... Didn't he say that he would leave her alone? Why did he make such a decision? He was still gentle, but he had learned to disguise himself with indifference.

Fool......

She slammed open the door of the temple and interrupted the conversation between the two men inside.

The Black God looked back at her in surprise.

Liang Qiuqiu stood outside the door, with a purple-black sky behind him. She wore the black cloak that Qing'er gave her, and her simple ponytail was slightly messy. She wiped her eyes with her arm, then took a deep breath and strode into the hall - "I'm not leaving!

"You...... Did you hear that?" the black god touched his head a little embarrassed, he seemed to have said something a little too much just now, this ...... But soon he found out that he was too worried, Liang Qiuqiu's eyes were full of Dongfang Mo, how could she care about anything else? The black god looked at the man sitting on it again, and he spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, the rest of the time is left for you, I'll go out first." ”

When Liang Qiuqiu first said this, Dongfang Mo's expression also became unnatural, but he quickly stabilized his feelings and still looked at her coldly.

The black god left, closing the door of the temple.

In the empty hall, only two people were left looking at each other from afar.

"President. ”

She took a step forward: "You, you still like me, don't you?"

Dongfang Mo lowered his eyelids, not admitting or denying it, but a hint of a playful smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

He sat in the darkness, as if he had been born to be one with the darkness. He no longer looked at Liang Qiuqiu's eyes, and waited coldly from beginning to end.

Liang Qiuqiu bit her lip, she was very entangled, she didn't know what to do now-in the face of such a stubborn president, what should she do so that he would stop resisting herself so much?

Suddenly, she looked at Dongfang Mo in a daze, and at that moment, she seemed to know what she was going to do......

You don't need any skills, just rely on your heart to do it.

So what does she want to do most now......? Hug him, right?

Liang Qiuqiu took another step forward, his eyes more determined.

Dongfang Mo saw that she was approaching him, and instinctively wanted to stop her, but this time Liang Qiuqiu came prepared. She easily crossed the line with her own mana and landed firmly at the bottom of the steps.

President, it's right in front of you.

"Liang Qiuqiu!"

Dongfang Mo was suddenly angry, he sat up, and facing the woman running towards him, he suddenly waved his right palm and shook Liang Qiuqiu out when she was about to come to the throne.

Just finished climbing the steps, Liang Qiuqiu fell directly, and her body rolled on the ground a few times before stopping.

Hum...... Thought that would hold her back?

Liang Qiuqiu got up from the ground, patted the clothes on her body, and rushed towards the throne position again.

Dongfang Mo still didn't let her get closer, and increased his strength.

Liang Qiuqiu put his hands in front of him, and although he blocked part of it, he was still knocked away. Her body was thrown into the air, slammed against the temple door, and fell again. This time, her chest was slightly hot, and a salty taste came from her mouth.

The red blood slowly dripped down, and Liang Qiuqiu lay on the ground and supported his body with both hands, unable to get up for the time being.

This time there was a lot of movement, which made the black god outside the door look back in surprise - what are you doing? They actually started fighting?

Two thousand years ago, Dongfang Mo was not the opponent of Phantom Glass.

But here are two thousand years later, Dongfang Mo's strength has long been above the phantom glass.

As long as he was a little serious, it would be impossible for Liang Qiuqiu to get close to him. Now, he didn't want her to be near him at all.

"I ...... It won't ...... Fall here......!"

Liang Qiuqiu wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand - ah, it really bleeds. The former president was reluctant to treat her like this at all. Although she was a little aggrieved now, she didn't resent him, because she knew that the president had just built a high wall around her.

He protected himself, because he was really scared, so he chose to do this.

So, what is her pain now? How can she be able to defeat the president for five years?

She barely sat up and looked at the man sitting tall, with a childlike smile on her face: "It's okay, you won't die if you bleed a little...... What's more, I owe you all this blood...... If you want it, then I'll give it back to you!"

She used to drink so much blood from the president, what if she shed some blood today? Liang Qiuqiu sat on the ground lucky, the demon's regeneration ability was really terrifying, she had suffered such a serious internal injury just now, and in the blink of an eye, she had calmed down eight points.

She stood up again.

Dongfang Mo slowly clenched his fists, and he said angrily: "Liang Qiuqiu! If you dare to get close again, I will definitely kill you!"

He couldn't care about anything, he just wanted her to go at this moment?......! Later, how many "Liang Qiuqiu" he killed, he himself can't remember.

Anyway, his heart is already painful and numb, so what if he kills one more? For him, Liang Qiuqiu should have died a long time ago, should have died a long time ago...... How could she still be alive?

"Really?" Liang Qiuqiu just smiled: "Even if you want me to die, I must go to your side, definitely." ”

She didn't fly, she didn't run, she chose to walk.

Every step is slow, as if to walk through this life.

A cyan sword appeared in front of Dongfang Mo's body, it was Qingyun who had not been seen for a long time, and he was only hesitating at this time, how did Dongfang Mo and Liang Qiuqiu develop to this point?

Dongfang Mo's eyes were cold.

Qingyun's sword aura was also full of chill.

The sword will change according to the mood of the owner.

Liang Qiuqiu looked at him fearlessly, she had already come to the bottom of the steps, and from here to the throne, there were ten steps away.

The Qingyun Sword was above her head, and if she shot straight at her, she would definitely die.

It has reached this juncture, and she simply let go of everything...... She only knows that what she wants to do most now is to hug him.

As long as you hold him, nothing else matters.

Dongfang Mo is a person who rarely gets angry, but this time, he is really angry.

He watched her coming, watching her approach him again, he wanted to stop it, but his fingertips kept trembling, and Qingyun hanging in the air couldn't fly out anyway.

He was not angry with Liang Qiuqiu, but he was not at all able to face her......

"Enough!"

He stood up suddenly, waved his sleeves vigorously, and Qingyun Sword flew out as if he had been instructed.