The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 2272

This smell made one’s blood boil.

According to the feeling generated at this moment, Molie could accurately deduce that the efficacy of this powder could make a Ludwigavenly Spirit Realm sink in an instant and make an Amethyst Palace Realm temporarily lost their mind.

It was obvious how powerful it was. But for him, it was just a fragrant smell. After all, it was known as the best body refiner in Upper Kingdom, which was not for nothing.

The moment the powder entered Molie, it was directly dissolved by his surging vigor.

This was under the situation that Molie wanted to know what Yvonne was going to do, so he was completely defenseless. Otherwise, the drug would not even have a chance to approach him.

After sensing the efficacy of the powder, no matter how slow Molie was in terms of emotions, he now understood what Yvonne wanted to do.

No wonder she was hiding…

No wonder she did it late at night…

No wonder she set up a huge fantasy array…

No wonder she had put in so much effort…

Ludwigr purpose was to get his body!

This was so scary. Molie wanted to beat her up.

How come she still use the same technique as before after so many years have passed?

Molie touched his chin. Ludwig could not help but think of the various arrangements Yvonne had made in the battle between the Salleria and the Astren when they fought.

Compared with this time, it was still full of the unique smell of Yvonne.

Just as Molie was sighing with emotion, Yvonne rushed in.

Ludwig thought for a moment, then closed his eyes and pretended to be hit. However, his Divine Sense landed on Yvonne and he knew what she was doing.

Yvonne‘s long and charming eyes were always wet with tears.

At first glance, people would be tempted. At this time, her face was flushed. There was also rare nervousness in her eyes. Eva Green’s words rang in her ears again.

“This might be your last chance, so don’t give up. Go and get Molie!”

Ludwigr heart began to pound wildly. Yvonne could sense that this was the first time she had been so nervous since she was born.

When she saw that Molie’s eyes were closed as if he was asleep and had no reaction to her intrusion, she relaxed a little. Ludwigr little nose sniffed. There was still a familiar fragrance in the void.

This time, Yvonne straightened her chest and straightened her back. It seemed that Molie had been hit.

“Humph, Molie, what‘s so good about you? I really don’t know what I like about you!” Yvonne mumbled and walked toward Molie.

She was talking to herself as if she was encouraging herself.

“You have a bad temper and don’t understand romance. You don‘t understand a girl’s mind at all. I was just a little careless back then, so I was hit. Otherwise, you would have been my prisoner. I saved your life outside the Mirefield Gate. Humph! Tonight, I’ll take it as your reward for me.”

Yvonne’s words had nothing to do with her, but she kept talking.

In the end, I still owe her too much….

At this time, Yvonne knelt down in front of Molie.

She kept looking at him. Ludwigr eyes kept changing. There was joy, nervousness, shyness, anger, and a trace of confusion. But she didn’t do anything else. This confused Molie.

This?

Just watch?

Two hours later, when Molie couldn’t help and wanted to open his eyes, Yvonne suddenly reached out and covered his eyes.

“You’re not allowed to open your eyes!” she said anxiously.

Hmm?

She knows I’m pretending?

Just as Molie was thinking, Yvonne’s voice came again.

“Molie, I don’t know if you are awake now!”

Ludwigaring this, Molie was stunned. Ludwig did not make a sound and listened quietly.

“I… I’ll pretend that you’ve passed out now. This medicine was made by Eva Green and me. She did it for my own good, so don‘t blame her. Actually, I didn’t want to do anything to you. It’s just that I can‘t say something when you wake up. I don’t know if this medicine will work. So if you are still awake, continue to pretend. Because only in this way can I say something in my heart!”

Yvonne’s voice trembled even more. This was completely different from what Molie imagined.