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Ye Fan sat there, trying to go out to catch up with the explanation, but did not know how to explain...

What else can you say? Said that he can not bear to see Ling Yuwei married a person who does not love? Or is he going to use the plan to slow down the delay and temporarily delay the marriage? Can Su Xiaoxue believe it?

In fact, there is nothing to be said about this.

It is indifferent to say that he is selfish, indifferent, and soft-hearted. The truth is that he wants to possess this woman!

Although I can't talk about the deep feelings with Ling Yuwei, the relationship between the two has surpassed the general embarrassment...

Ye Fan knows that he is very sorry for Su Shixue, so he has no face to explain anything.

Ling Yuwei was very scared and got up and said: "What are you doing with Ye Fan? Go chasing Xiaoxue!"

"Catch up... What did I say to her?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"You..." Ling Yuwei was in the same place, unable to speak, her pair of leeches, revealing helplessness and remorse, tears could not stop falling: "I am not good... I am sorry for her... ..."

"What is wrong with you, born is the body of Xuan, not what you can control ... and the person who made this choice is me, you did not force me", Ye Fan laughed.

Ling Yuwei tightened the powder punch and lowered his head. He seemed to be thinking about something and was silent.

Ye Fan got up and said: "Nothing else, I will go out first, I don't trust Xiaoxue."

"Miss Su should be on the head, you will pass this time, I am afraid that the fire will be on the fire." Ye Long Teng Road.

Ye Fan sighed and said: "Because she is angry, I should find her more. Otherwise, can she make her a sulking life?"

Ye Longteng nodded with a sigh of relief. "I know... I can't see you being able to give up Miss Su. You are very affectionate about her."

Ye Fan didn't say anything more. He turned and walked out of the office, looking for Su Qingxue's breath and chasing it out.

Until Ye Fan left, Ye Longteng said to Ling Yuwei: "Child, it is difficult for you, you should be his wife, now... it seems difficult to do."

Ling Yuwei shook his head and said quietly: "I am satisfied, which is better than letting me marry Ye Feng. It is thousands of times..."

Ye Longteng smiled bitterly. "What do you plan to do now? To make Ye Fan separate from Miss Su, I am afraid it will be more difficult and it will take a lot of time."

"I don't want them to separate! Even if I want to leave Ye Fan, I am willing! As long as they have a good time!" Ling Yuwei excitedly.

"This..." Ye Longteng angrily said: "Then they are doing well, what do you do? Don't you want to marry Ye Fan?"

"I... I certainly want to", Ling Yuwei does not want to deceive his own heart again, blushing to admit.

"That's not it? You want to quit? This can't be you, hoe," Ye Longteng.

Ling Yuwei’s voice showed a bit of determination, saying: “Long Tengshu... Is Ye Fan agreeing to this marriage contract, even if I am a Ye’s person?”

Ye Longteng thought about it and said: "It is understandable, although this kid is not willing to return to the clan now, but ... the blood flowing in his body cannot change this fact.

Since he has approved this marriage contract, then you are naturally the grandmother of our family, but they have not finished the wedding. ”

Ling Yuwei took a deep breath and said: "I have a request, I hope that Yeh can promise me..."

Ye Longteng blinked, "Say..."

......

A small yacht that looks like a normal one is leaving the waters of Xiaguo.

In a conference room of the yacht, the atmosphere was dull and depressed, and four figures sat there without saying a word.

This is the freezing of the last days of the kingship, the magic sword, the doll and the eagle eye.

"Oh..." Hawkeye Melissa tried to move her arm and said, "This road is not a pity."

"Hey, you will be glad, if he was directly chasing you, you are not as simple as an arm injury," he said.

"If you are not so slow, dragging and pulling, how can I give him a chance to catch?" Melissa snarled.

"What do you mean!? If you can kill them all, you will be on your own!! You hide so far, and your face says us!?" Frederick shouted.

Seeing the two quarreled, freezing a table, said: "Enough! You are not too shameful!? Think about evil! Think about the shadows that are sacrificed to save us! You still have faces here to argue these !?"

Frederick and Melissa were silent, and they were a little scared in their eyes.

"I didn't expect... the Shadow Magic is not the opponent of Lucifer." The doll in the black cloak whispered in a hoarse voice, seemingly full of accidents.

At this moment, an old woman voiced into the conference room...

"The most terrible thing is that the strength of Lucifer is far more than that..."

The four people were shocked and found that they were unconscious. The crystal ball in the middle round table of the conference room has already appeared in the figure of the prophet!

The second-ranked old man in the doomsday is wrapped in white, wearing a white headscarf, and a pair of scorpions, but it makes people feel that they can understand everything.

She stood in the king's palace of the last day, with a black cane, through the crystal ball, and communicated with the four people on board.

"prophet!"

The four people were frozen and they got up and bowed respectfully.

"We are not doing things well, please punished!"

The prophet sneered, "You really should be punished, I have already told you... to fight quickly, to resolve the battle within 20 minutes.

Lucifer, one of the two major differences in the world, what kind of things he can do, even I can't predict... you are too underestimated! ! ”

The doll asked hoarsely: "The prophet, you said... the strength of Lucifer is much more than that? Is he killing the Shadow Magic and still not using his full strength?"

"Lucifer is not a fledgling child. He understands that it is always more useful to keep one hand than to make full effort."

Although I don't know the specific state of Lucifer, I can figure out some of his real situation by extrapolating some of the fate of the people around him.

At the moment, when he defeats the Shadow Magic, he may have made less than half of his strength..."

"This... how is this possible!" Frederick exclaimed excitedly: "He can make so much progress in a moment!?"

The prophet sneered, "Magic sword... Are you still thinking about killing him for revenge? I advise you... or don't do this daydream."

Melissa satirically looked at the unrequited Frederick and asked: "The dear prophet, since Lucifer is so strong, should we try to get rid of him as soon as possible? Lest he be used by the ancient gods..."