Snow fell all over the sky, and each piece was as clear as ice crystals, giving this strange and dark world a light as clear as a firefly.
The dense snowflakes melted in an instant, and the coldness that turned into ice was no match for the murderous aura that filled the sky, freezing people to the bone. It is conceivable that there should be no living thing in such a dead place.
However, a figure in red clothes was suspended in the faint light, not a trace of snow white, with long dark to purple hair hanging like silk around his ankles, adding a different kind of color to this lifeless place. In the faint white light
If you faint and leave the world alone, you will soon become an immortal.
However, the temperament exuded by this figure is so seductive and charming that it will burn your eyes and stay in your heart just by looking at it. Obviously, it has nothing to do with the desireless fairy.
A slow and melodious laugh unfolded in the quiet place. It grew from a young age to a big, crazy and unscrupulous person, with the laughter on the forehead, throat, dantian, both wrists, the two Taixi Rivers, and the seven channels above the seven meridians.
The extremely simple hilt of the jet-black sword trembled with more blood stains, which spread all over the body.
It turns out that the bright red coat is actually made of blood.
The suspended man is firmly locked here by these seven unspectacular short blades and the huge and complicated rules of the universe.
Although the immortal weapon nailed into the seven veins could not kill her, it still caused her to endure inhuman suffering every second. Under the suppression of the thunder, she would never be able to stand up again.
It shows how much the person who harmed her hates her.
"What's so funny!" The sudden cooing voice was filled with uncontrollable pride, so that the crisp and pleasant voice lost its tone. A moon-white figure gradually appeared in the darkness. It was a small, pink-faced person, extremely beautiful and clear.
pretty woman.
At this time, this pretty woman held her neck and stood proudly like a victorious little rooster, but because she was so good-looking, her posture was still very cute and cute, "The Lord God is here for you.
Okay, Lu Wei, why can't you control your inner demons and fall in love with someone you shouldn't love? Oh, there are millions of ways to choose from, but a high-level distraction has unscrupulously cultivated a low-level demonic path. You are really promising!
"
The woman named Lu Wei was still smiling. Her face was covered with blood and her appearance could not be seen clearly. However, her blood-stained pupils were bright and dazzling, like stars and endless abyss. With this unscrupulous smile, she looked like
It was a ferocious evil spirit, and its ferocious intent made the originally arrogant woman take two steps back involuntarily, deliberately avoiding her eyes full of evil thoughts, and only dared to stare at the short-edged fairy weapon that restrained her.
I felt relieved for a moment.
Then the charming and charming woman probed with full of malice, "Are you really crazy?"
The two people were already four or five meters apart, and this avoidance increased the distance.
"Meng Jiao, without him, how dare you come to see me so rashly!"
The laughter stopped, and the throat that was restrained by the immortal weapon made an unpleasant hoarse sound. The speaker didn't even raise his eyelids. The indescribable coldness and arrogance accompanied by the overflowing evil aura scared Meng Jiao all over.
Trembling, somewhat flinching.
She was extremely afraid of the bloody woman in front of her, but in the blink of an eye, she realized that Lu Wei had been restricted by the universe, otherwise how could she allow her face to be damaged with her beauty-loving nature.
Thinking about it, Meng Jiao giggled proudly, her big eyes turned into moons, adding a bit of agility to her stunning face, but the words she blurted out went straight to the heart, "Look at your precious face, isn't it?
Is it unique? Haha, how can you compare with me!"
Lu Wei was furious in an instant, and pulled the invisible restraints with both arms. Regardless of the blood on the wound, she shouted, "It's just a fake!"
Meng Jiao touched her face and her intoxicated expression paused. She looked a bit unwilling and crazy. The last trace of cowardice in her heart disappeared due to these words. She angrily jumped a few steps closer and stopped at half an arm's length.
Suddenly he reached out and wiped away the blood on Lu Wei's cheek, revealing a beautiful and blooming face.
It’s really beautiful!
Those eyes that are like stars, those little red moles under the eyes...
It is obvious that the appearance is improved according to such facial features, why... why is it always a little worse...
The two women are almost exactly the same in height and body shape. Even the curvature of the almond-shaped eyes and the angle of the upturned lips are exactly the same. However, it is obvious that the red moles under the eyes and the hard-to-replicate expressions distinguish the two very well.
If you look at it alone, Meng Jiao is pure and charming, and her beauty is unparalleled in the world. But in front of Lu Wei, she loses three points of her beauty, seven points of charm, and even less of her full momentum.
Genuine and fake are insignificant.
Meng Jiao knew this well, so she hated it.
Since the Lord God didn't want to kill Lu Wei, she completely destroyed her will.
A bright light flashed between her fingers, and the fingertip blade of Meng Jiao's natural weapon was slashed straight towards Lu Wei's face.
"You really can't bear your temper!" Lu Wei closed her eyes and sighed. She still had the anger from before. Her whole person was calm and indifferent, showing a sense of indifference.
Meng Jiao was startled, then turned pale in shock the next second. Because the blade at her fingertips stopped in mid-air, the invisible power of rules followed the seven short blades and wrapped around her wrists, waist and feet at some point, making it difficult to move even an inch.
In an instant, huge pressure burned her skin, and a hissing sound rang out from her delicate but extremely tough skin, and the pain that even the coldness of snowflakes could not alleviate hit her soul.
"Ah! Lord God, help! Help!" Meng Jiao screamed, "Lu Wei is hurting me!"
The damage caused by the power of rules cannot be reversed or repaired.
Otherwise, how could Meng Jiao dare to show off in front of Lu Wei?
Although they are both high-level distractions, Meng Jiao's climb all the way up relies on the system. Without the system, she is nothing!
Lu Wei grinned, her mouth full of blood spread on her teeth, she was embarrassed and frightened, but she didn't care at all, enjoying listening to Meng Jiao's wails, waiting for the big backer behind her to appear.
As expected, that man turned a blind eye to everything but Meng Jiao.
A black figure seemed to blend into the entire dark space. He appeared beside Meng Jiao, his cold and indifferent eyes always avoiding Lu Wei in front of him. After seeing the situation clearly, his handsome and flawless eyes
There was a hint of disapproval on his face.
Meng Jiao immediately stopped speaking, biting her lips, showing a stubborn expression of unbearable pain, but she didn't say a word of explanation.
The man sighed helplessly, with a hint of indulgence and pampering in his always calm and composed expression, and then waved his arm lightly.
The expected situation did not occur. The power of the rules still firmly trapped Meng Jiao under the guidance of Lu Wei, and even increased the force several times.
Meng Jiao was sweating profusely in pain, and could no longer maintain her proud persona. She collapsed in the man's arms wailing, big tears rolled down, and blood flowed out from her bitten lip that she had endured before.
Paired with that charming little face, it's very pitiful.
The man protected her with one arm, his crow-long eyelashes fluttered, his eyes deeply missed Lu Wei's mocking black eyes, and he sighed or questioned, "You have integrated the power of rules!"