With a borrowed body and a borrowed life span, what qualifications does she have to demand happiness?
The strange man did not see Bai Yuyue's self-deprecating smile. From behind, he just saw this thin woman wearing maid's clothes. Although she was kneeling, her quilt was upright, like a sword that had not been sheathed, with thousands of edges.
It's all hidden in my heart, not public, as if waiting for an opportunity to draw the eyebrow sword out of its sheath.
And the woman next to her, who was obviously pretending to be a girl. She was about seventeen years old, and she was already asleep.
The strange man was stunned for a moment, but Mu Yuntian walked over first and said coldly: "Siyu, didn't you say you wanted to break the evil sword? Come in with me." After that, he walked towards Jingsi Pavilion.
The man named Siyu said "Oh" and walked over after Mu Yuntian. The moment he entered the door, he turned back and glanced at Bai Yuyue who was sitting on his knees.
Under the moonlight, her face is as light as smoke and as thin as mist, blending into the night. It is not obtrusive or dazzling, making people very comfortable, but you can feel her stubbornness and aloofness in her eyebrows.
Although she is not the most beautiful woman in the world, she still has a natural freshness that makes people forget about vulgarity. Who is she?
Seeing Siyu look back at Bai Yuyue, Mu Yuntian frowned slightly and said, "Siyu."
"Oh!" Siyu turned around and saw a hint of displeasure on Mu Yuntian's originally calm face, so he didn't dare to say anything more and followed him in.
Soon, the lights in Jingsi Xuan were lit, and the silhouette projected onto the window allowed Bai Yuyue to clearly see Mu Yuntian taking off the sword on the wall and handing it to Siyu's hand.
There was a "crack" sound, and the sword was unsheathed. A "buzzing" sound suddenly came, like a general's roar. Even if he was kneeling outside the door, Bai Yuyue could feel it.
"What a good sword!" Siyu praised and waved it twice in the air.
The sword shadow was colorful, and after a few sultry sword flowers passed by, the sword was returned to its sheath, and Siyu laughed loudly and said: "Yuntian, thank you for enduring the pain and parting with me, haha!"