On the gold-plated and diamond-encrusted dressing table next to them, there was no vulgar powder, but her favorite MK23 was placed on it.
Sky blue roof.
Silver white floor.[
In front of her, in the center of the huge house, was a black and red luxury bed made by a top Italian designer and tailor-made for her preferences.
This is where she just slept.
Everything is so familiar.
This is the room from her Italian Mafia days, this...
Fengyun shook his head in disbelief, how could it be possible, how could she appear here?
Whose trick was this?
However, in this phantom continent, she never told anyone about the past, why, why...
Feng Yun looked at everything in front of him, raised his hand and slapped himself.
It hurts, it hurts, is this true?
No, impossible, absolutely impossible.
Feng Yun looked at the room in shock. It was definitely impossible for such a thing to happen, but...
"Um, ah..." Just as Feng Yun was shocked, a burst of cheers suddenly came from the next room.
You know what you are doing without even thinking about it.
Feng Yun took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in her heart, and casually touched the MK23. Feng Yun slowly and silently walked towards the next room. She wanted to know if this was true?
Gently pushing open the door of the room, in the middle of the huge room inside, two people were entangled with each other.
The woman's back was turned to her, so she couldn't see clearly, but the man...
"Emperor Mu?" Feng Yun was almost horrified for a moment.
Emperor Mu who is entangled with other women?
How is it possible? How is it possible? How could Emperor Mu appear here? [
Feng Yun was angry, angry and shocked for a moment. He rushed forward in a few steps, grabbed the woman who was uh-huh, and put the MK23 in his hand against Mu Huang's forehead on the bed.
"Who are you to pretend to be Emperor Mu?" The cold voice contained absolute murderous intent.
"I am Emperor Mu." Emperor Mu slowly raised his eyes. His eyebrows, expression, and aura all belonged to Emperor Mu.