Chapter 523: Death God Castle’s Castle Lord (2)
Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Apparently, the Castle Lord’s words weren’t ant for God Thief’s ears.
Then.....
This sentence was ant for..... the third person in the prison cell —— ant for Ye Qing Luo’s ears.
He had indeed discovered her.
Ye Qing Luo knew in her heart that it was not possible for her to avoid this Castle Lord.
His powerful presence was on par with Di Mo Xuan.
Discovering her was just a matter of ti.
So Ye Qing Luo couldn’t be bothered to hide herself as she pushed the straw apart.
Those grass shards were like a celestial beauty scattering flowers as it flew outwards.
The straw was slightly damp and it even carried the sll of a strong stench.
“Atrocious! Who are you! How dare you intrude into Death God Castle!” The prison leader who was standing outside the prison cell changed into a sunken expression as he saw an unfamiliar woman standing in the prison cell.
Especially after seeing the young lady throwing up a pile of straw shards dropping onto the Castle Lord.
“How dare you be so disrespectful to the Castle Lord!” The prison leader’s expression totally changed as he suddenly rushed upwards, drawing his broad sword as he slashed it towards Ye Qing Luo.
“Bang—–”
He had yet gotten near Ye Qing Luo when the prison leader seed to have been swept up by sothing as his body crashed heavily onto the wall, rolling onto the ground.
Those guards standing outside the prison cell were all dumbstruck as they stared at Castle Lord in astonishnt.
Ye Qing Luo was astonished too.
Earlier when the prison leader waved his sword over, she was just preparing to strike back when she saw the Castle Lord opposite her waving his sleeve and a burst of stalwart qi flushed the prison leader out.
Had this Castle Lord..... taken the wrong dicine?
Having an internal strife?
Ye Qing Luo narrowed her eyes as she started to seriously sized up the Castle Lord in front of her.
His jet black hair was flying without any restrain.
The first thing which attracted Ye Qing Luo were his eyes.
That was a pair of.... cool, arrogant pair of eyes which were radiating with a chilly feel.
Without any demands or wishes, as silent as still water.
As though in the entire heavens, nothing could enter his eyes.
His entire person emitted a kind of..... coldness which felt like frost that could made one’s scalp went numb.
That kind of coldness ca from his bones and the cold was towards everything in the world.
Even if he just stood there, there was a kind of disdainful deja vu towards the entire world.
He was cold but that face seed as though it was works of Gods, mysterious and suave.
What made Ye Qing Luo puzzled was that this man wore a set of fiery, blood-red long robe.
Fire red like blood, represented passion and the charm to bewitch the world.
This kind of cold young man definitely does not suit this colour.
But still, he brought out another kind of temperant with this dressing with no sense of indisposed feel totally.
eting his eyes, Ye Qing Luo felt that her entire body was wrapped in frost as she subconsciously shuddered.
“You...” Ye Qing Luo opened her mouth but her throat felt unbearably dry.
However she discovered that the minute she opened her mouth to say the first word, she had seen a seemingly visible light in that pair of unshocked, empty eyes.
After so ti, he didn’t wait for Ye Qing Luo’s next words.
Castle Lord’s brows creased slightly as a severe look flashed past his eyes.
“Have.... we t previously.” Ye Qing Luo creased her brows as she finally found her voice.
She had this feeling that this person’s face seed very familiar, so she must have seen it sowhere before.
But at this mont, she couldn’t recall it at all.
The minute Ye Qing Luo asked this question, the severe look in Castle Lord’s eyes disappeared without a trace.
He strode over to Ye Qing Luo in a few steps.
Facing her was Castle Lord’s cold arrogant presence.
Ye Qing Luo’s heart trembled as alarms started ringing and she speedily retreated backwards.
Only before her legs had even moved an inch.
The Castle Lord was already standing right in front of her.
Tiptoe, opposing her tip toe.
His jet black hair loosely rested in his shoulder and as the cold wind blew, it flew towards Ye Qing Luo’s face.
They exchanged glances and Ye Qing Luo imdiately felt as though she had been trapped by a poisonous snake.....
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