An Nuan, Yan Yunnuo, Ivan Xia, Yin Qianshang, Yin Qianshang, suddenly, the memory of the heavy snow gradually came into my mind. It turned out that they were...
In the long river of An Xiaoruo's memory, too many men have passed by...the stunning faces, some are evil, some are innocent, some are disdainful, some are indifferent, some are gentle, some are demons, and of course there are angels
.
I don't know when, these faces have left a deep impression on An Xiaoruo's heart, so much so that it can never be erased. An Xiaoruo really can't let them go, and An Xiaoruo really doesn't want to die.
I don’t want to leave here with such regret. They are a knot that I can’t let go of no matter what, a knot that I can’t open in this life. If I leave, I will be selfish. Don’t leave like this!!
An Xiaoruo's consciousness of survival is getting stronger and stronger.
"I don't want to die————"
An Xiaoruo used his last bit of strength to roar out, and suddenly, a thousand rays of light radiated out. The hand that was holding An Xiaoruo's neck suddenly released, and the ugly man's eyes were suddenly shocked. The shock was unparalleled, and his
His body was so frozen that he couldn't move. He still murmured in disbelief: "Yan Ling!!"
After An Xiaoruo was let go by the ugly man, he fell to the ground, held his pinched red neck, breathed in big mouthfuls of air, and coughed; "Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... cough...
Ahem."
Suddenly, the surrounding black thorn forest turned into an endless flowerbed filled with white roses. An Xiaoruo looked straight at the changes around her, and discovered that the man in front of her had long olive hair and a green, broad and retro suit.
He was wearing a Japanese-style robe, and his green eyes were looking straight at him, a little embarrassed and angry. His arms were still strangely suspended in mid-air, as if they were fixed by someone.
An Xiaoruo's first evaluation was: a peerless evildoer, extraordinary in elegance, bewitching people's hearts, and turning all living beings upside down. It must be said that An Xiaoruo was stunned by it, he was truly a top-notch evildoer.
Could it be that the real face of that ugly man is this guy? I was a little shocked again.
"What are you looking at? Let me go."
The most enchanting man looked at the little thing sitting on the ground with an aura. He actually looked at him like this. It was really annoying. He was more than two hundred years old and he had never been so angry before. Damn it!!
"She is indeed a blood princess... Haha... It seems... since you have the spirit of speech, we don't need to continue the assessment." A familiar voice floated not far away, and seven beautiful men appeared together, especially the one who was
A 1.1 meter little guy was holding a man in his arms. An Xiaoruo felt that he was even smaller now, as if he was not even 1.1 meters tall. He looked exactly like a five or six year old boy. However, that
The tender little appearance really makes An Xiaoruo's cute and male-dominated mind ready to move.
Why does Mao have to be so cute?
An Xiaoruo stood up, rolled his eyes at the guy, and ignored the guy next to him. He also guessed that this man was also one of the eight princes.
"Mang... you are so pitiful, alas..." A man who was as handsome as Sheng walked up to the man in green whom he called Mang and patted him on the shoulder.
"I, please don't add insult to injury. If it weren't for your refraction, I would be like this now!! Damn it! Fanyin Ranruo, I'm your uncle, don't let me go!!" Bastard, bastard
!You are such a fucking bastard. You didn’t even tell me at first that this little thing had a voice, which caused her to suffer such a big loss. What a bastard!!
"Uncle Huang? There is no way to save you. Where is Sheng?"