Seeing Ling Luo wake up, Mo Lan Jiuye breathed a sigh of relief, and opened a charming smile, but there was a clear palm print on the flawless face, which was obviously Ling Luo's blow, but he didn't look angry at all, and he didn't care about the slap Ling Luo gave him.

Mo Lan Jiuye didn't actually want to be light on Ling Luo, he just saw her frowning brows in her sleep, cold sweat flowing, and she was in great pain, so he just lost some spiritual power to her.

The warm current that Ling Luo felt from his heart was exactly what he did, but the transmission of spiritual power was suddenly interrupted, and Mo Lan Jiuye was injured by the spiritual power, and the corners of his mouth slowly overflowed with a wisp of bright red, but he didn't care at all, his eyes locked on Ling Luo, as if as long as Ling Luo woke up, everything didn't matter.

Mo Lan Jiuye stretched out her hand to touch Ling Luo's face, her movements were so gentle and affectionate, her eyes as if she were treating a rare treasure couldn't help but make her heart tremble.

"Snow, I miss you so much."

This sentence was somewhat similar to what Ling Luo had heard in the dark, but it was a little different, Ling Luo's head began to ache faintly again, and he didn't know that Weishenme began to have a sour pain in his heart, and he was almost out of breath.

Ling Luo was disturbed by this heartache, and quickly turned his head sideways to free himself from the shackles of Mo Lan Jiuye, and said in a cold and crisp voice, "Mo Lan Jiu Ye, I don't remember you at all. ”

"What he said is really right," Mo Lan Jiuye muttered in a low voice, his expression darkened suddenly, but he quickly regained his former brilliance, he smiled at Ling Luo, his voice was unusually clear, "That's fine, let's start again." ”

Every word of Mo Lan Jiuye's words made Ling Luo unclear and incomprehensible, and she didn't know why, as soon as she saw him, her heart had an indescribable sadness and sorrow that spread endlessly, making her depressed and difficult to express.

Ling Luo frowned tightly, forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and struggled to get up, "No need, I want to leave here." But before his body could leave the bed an inch, Ling Luo was pressed down by Mo Lan Jiuye.

Mo Lan Jiuye was so close to her that Ling Luo could feel the frequency of his warm breath blowing on her neck.

Since she was a child, there had never been a man so close to her, Ling Luo's brain suddenly crashed, and she lost the ability to think, until the charming voice sounded in her ears, "Do you want me to repeat this morning's scene again?" ”

The whisper that was as soft as sympathy for the world made Ling Luo feel cold as if she was in an ice cellar, heh, she was really too naïve, did she forget that he was the Demon Lord when she saw Mo Lan Jiuye's warm side? How could such a devil, who kills people like hemp and treats human life as child's play, let her go so easily?

Ling Luo gradually calmed down, and began to secretly think about what to do next, it was pure luck to be able to deceive Mo Lan Jiuye last time and save the four of Liuze, now that Mo Lan Jiu Ye knew her true Liliang, she would no longer have a chance to be opportunistic.

Since this is the case, Ling Luo can only pretend to stay, and then wait for the opportunity to act, she doesn't believe that he is a dignified demon lord, can he still be by her side all the time and every inch?

Ling Luo is not worried about her safety now, what she is most worried about at the moment is Ruze and Jingli, since her identity has been revealed, then their situation is also very dangerous, but she has no way to inform them, she only hopes that with Liuze's thoughts, she can make plans early.