The voice is extremely low, with a bit of hoarseness, but it makes people feel that it is soul-stirring.
Luo Yu gritted his teeth and raised his brows at the same time. What does this monster really look like? What does it look like?
As soon as the thought flashed in his mind, Yun Shitian suddenly stretched out his hand and gently touched Luo Yu's eyes.
The brilliance in those eyes was flashing wildly, as if carrying endless memories, he said in a low voice: "It's so similar, these eyes are so similar..."
When Luo Yu heard this, an idea flashed in his mind, and he understood it immediately.
Why did Yun Shitian look back at her a second time when they first met at Feiyu Hall? Why did Yun Shitian save her?
Why did he expend so much energy and kill the two purple kings at the risk of causing his own old injuries?
Firstly, it was because she had the magic elixir he wanted, and probably more because of the resemblance, because the eyes looked like those of someone he knew.
No wonder, there are no unprovoked life-saving favors or sudden advances in this world. She encountered this in her relationship.
Luo Yu thought about it for a while, but felt a surge of anger in his heart for no reason.
Like, who cares to look like whom?
"Listen to me, I..."
"Me." Yun Shitian's low final voice was only half spoken when he shouted sullenly, and he spat it out softly, interrupting Luo Yu's words.
Luo Yu was startled, does he really look like him?
Like him? How much does she look like him? Her eyes are not as beautiful as Yun Shitian. How does Yun Shitian see them?
He was stunned in his heart, and that senseless anger disappeared as quickly as it came and disappeared without a trace as Yun Shitian whispered.
Hot fingers gently touched Luo Yu's eyes, and a smile appeared on Yun Shitian's face.
Just like the fire lotus blooming in hell, it is powerful and has a charm that captures people's hearts. When a person who never smiles laughs, the effect is devastating.
Even the well-informed Luo Yu was completely shocked and couldn't take his eyes away from Yun Shitian.
With a smile on his face, Yun Shitian gently kissed Luo Yu's eyes, with endless tenderness and joy.
Gentle? Luo Yu closed one eye and opened the other. He woke up from the shock and began to wonder if he felt wrong. Could the cold Yun Shitian be gentle?