[69 Book Bar - www.] "Jiu Qian Mo..." The complaining voice can always be heard with a hint of fear. "Where is this?" Xin Qing asked for a long time, and the person in front of her suddenly responded. She was confused.
raised his eyebrows.
"I...not him." His pair of lustrous eyes were tightly focused on her gaze.
He...isn't Jiu Qianmo?
But why is it that his body shape, height, and face all look so similar to Jiu Qianmo's, as if they are... carved out of the same mold.
Xinqing shook her head, then smiled and said: "Jiu Qianmo, today is not April Fool's Day, this joke is not funny at all." Although she said so, she still felt panic in her heart.
The young man looked at her with half-squinted eyes, his eyes as scarlet as blood, and dangerously coquettish. He raised the corners of his lips dangerously, that kind of arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, which was very elegant.
But... the uneasiness in Xin Qing's heart intensified. Even though his appearance was very similar to Jiu Qianmo's, he still couldn't hide his evil charm that was meant to kill people. Jiu Qianmo would not be like this.
She was suddenly startled and broke away from his arms. "Who are you?" The look of dependence was completely gone, and there was a hint of danger and cold charm hidden in her eyes.
When he smiled, his laughter was low and lingering, as gentle as water, but it didn't make people feel awkward: "I am me, not him," Xin Qing stepped back, her eyes alert.
Such people...are the most terrifying people.
After pausing for a second, he smiled mockingly: "You... don't want to know who I am." There was a sad aura on his face that did not match his.
Xinqing looked a little dumbfounded.
"Immediately, immediately, send me back." Xinqing shook her head vigorously, tried her best to put that smile behind her head, and showed off her unique domineering attitude in the underworld.
It seems that now she is a king and a respected queen.
The young man tilted his head and looked at her, his eyes getting brighter and brighter. His lips were small and very gentle, but they made people stand up cold: "Those who come to the gate of hell, the place of Shura, cannot go back."
Xin Qing's breath was stagnant, and she only felt the cold wind whizzing past behind her at this address.
He approached her gently, and Xinqing shrank back, "I want to go back, don't come over." Her fingertips were trembling a little, because she was a girl, even a girl with superior strength, facing this kind of
I'm afraid all the time.
The young man stared into her eyes, like a little animal, looking at her with some hurt: "You are not like this to him." He lowered his head and lowered his eyes.
he?
Jiuqianmo?
He smiled again, his eyes oozing with deathly enchantment, like deadly poison that would be absorbed by him in an instant. He stared at her, seeming to see the doubts in her heart.