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True and False Emperor North City【8】

"Okay, let's not separate in the future." Di Beicheng said with a smile, stretched out his slender fingers to touch her face, and then lowered his head to kiss her.

At this moment, Dongfang Bingwu suddenly stretched out her legs and pushed hard against the man's lower body.

Di Beicheng was hit somewhere by her, and he retreated backwards in pain. His handsome and extraordinary face was tightly wrinkled, and he said resentfully, "Madam, what are you doing?"

Dongfang Bingwu put away the tenderness on her face, stared at him with a frosty face, and said coldly, "Who is your wife? You are not Dibeicheng at all."

Although the man in front of her looked exactly like Dibeicheng, she was very sure that he was not Dibeicheng.

When she saw him, she didn't even feel her heart beating faster. She had thought about him for so many days. If he showed up, her heart would definitely beat crazily for him, and her heart could sense that he was not Dibeicheng.

If Di Beicheng really showed up and they had been separated for so long, he would definitely run over and hug her and kiss her like a rogue. This was just like his style, and there was no aura she was familiar with on him.

"Madam, what are you talking about? Don't you even know your husband?" The man said pitifully while covering his lower body.

"Hmph, it's because I'm so familiar with my husband that I know you're a fake." Dongfang Bingwu's purple pupils flashed with murderous intent. He actually dared to pretend to be Di Beicheng and get close to her. Who he was, she could sense that he was not

Not Beiming Canghai.

"You..." the man frowned.

Dongfang Bingwu looked at the man opposite him up and down, and said in a deep voice, "The appearance can be imitated, but some small movements cannot be imitated, and my heart will not beat crazily for you, tell me! Who are you? Come close to me.

What purpose."

After hearing what she said, the pain on the man's face disappeared, his body flashed with light, and he regained his true form and appeared in front of Dongfang Bingwu.

He is about the same height as Di Beicheng. He is dressed in a dark blue robe, with black hair flowing freely behind him, adding a touch of laziness to him. His straight facial features, black eyes shining like stars in the night sky, and the bridge of his nose

Straight, thin and red lips, with a soft smile at the corner of her mouth.

Although he looks like a frail man, he gives people a sense of intimidation. He exudes an aura of king that brings fear.

Dongfang Bingwu looked at him carefully. She remembered that she had never provoked such a person, and he actually knew that she was married to Dibeicheng.

"You are still as vigilant and smart as before." The man smiled softly. His pale face was like a dead face, without too much blood.

"Who are you?" Dongfang Bingwu narrowed his eyes dangerously.

The man stared at Dongfang Bingwu as calmly as water. He finally waited for her reincarnation, but unfortunately, her heart was given to someone else.

"A person who loves you very much." The man said lightly. A long time ago, when he saw her for the first time, he knew that she was the woman he wanted. Unfortunately, she was different from ordinary women and could not accept him at all.

control, but the more it is, the more it arouses his desire to conquer.

He was overcome with grief when she died tens of thousands of years ago. After that, he sealed himself just for her to reappear ten thousand years later.

Dongfang Bingwu sneered disapprovingly, turned his purple eyes sharply, and said mockingly, "It seems that he is another person who loved me in his previous life."
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