The morning wind blew wildly in the bamboo forest, and the bamboos made a rustling sound under Shang Yuxuan's feet.
Just when Mu Yuhan was staring at Shang Yuxuan in front of him to see what kind of tricks she was playing in front of him, Shang Yuxuan had already stopped his madness.
Pain, despair, madness?
So what?
Shang Yuxuan knows very well that what Shang Yushan wants is to break the hard shell of his own appearance.
She wants to see herself in agony, but I'm afraid she will be disappointed.
Shang Yuxuan retracted all her thoughts and calmed down. She remembered that before she fell into coma, she not only experienced the pain of having her hands and feet disabled once again, but it seemed that her face was also in unbearable pain at that time.
He raised his head and glanced at Mu Yuhan, who was standing not far away from him. Seeing his strange and cold eyes, he must have failed to save his face.
It's better not to recognize him. Anyway, she doesn't want to have anything to do with the person in front of her anymore.
Shang Yuxuan knew that she must have stumbled into Mu Yuhan's location by mistake. According to the rumors, it was her good luck that he had not pierced her throat with his sword. She looked at him with a faint smile.
It's a pity that the smile that was once as bright as a flower now looks miserable.
Shang Yuxuan walked to the side of the chopped bamboo and picked up a piece of bamboo. She wrote on the ground, "I am deeply sorry for entering this place by mistake. I just lost my way. If I have offended anyone, please let me know."
Seeing that although Mu Yuhan's ice-like face did not show any tendency to melt, it did not have the cold murderous aura just now, so he continued to write on the ground, "I wonder if this young master can tell me who went out from here?"
road?"
Mu Yuhan glanced at the woman in front of him. It was absolutely impossible for him to let her leave this place easily if she could appear in the bamboo forest where he practiced martial arts. The sword in his hand revealed a murderous aura at the moment when his thoughts changed.
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Shang Yuxuan also felt the changes in the atmosphere around her, as well as Mu Yuhan's face becoming increasingly cold, and she tightened her defenses vigilantly.
This man wanted to kill her.
However, just when the sword in Mu Yuhan's hand was about to move, a melodious sound of the piano suddenly echoed deep in the bamboo forest.
Mu Yuhan frowned slightly, as a man in white clothes and brocade robes spiraled down from the sky as gracefully as an immortal.
The sound of wind and bamboo reached my ears, and a voice as clear as a clear spring floated over like a breeze, "Girl, you haven't recovered well yet, why don't you rest more?"
Shang Yuxuan is used to seeing all kinds of men, but they all smell of blood more or less, but the man in front of her is otherworldly, as if he is an immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world, and his mundane temperament makes people feel