68. The handsome man with no clothes on in the ice coffin (8)
Crawling was condescending and looked at the tiny Murong Wan with disdain. She was so young, but she was so good at torturing him. He wanted to torture him back this time.
"Master, there are some good things here. Master, I will definitely like to see them. I won't tell you, just to make a small show." In the middle of the sentence, he waved to Murong Wan, gesturing for her to come up and take a look.
Murong Wan naturally knew how resentful Camppan was towards her, and also knew what Camppan was thinking at the moment.
She thought for a while and finally decided to go up and take a look.
However, it is impossible to see her make a fool of herself. Do you think she is too small to urinate on the ice wall? What a joke, she Murong Wan has done a lot of things, not to mention climbing such a small case.[
Murong Wan jumped up and soon reached the ice wall. The short knife in her little hand pierced the ice wall at the same time to support her body.
She used her strength again, jumped lightly, and was at the side of Climbing Body in an instant.
Cangpai was dumbfounded and couldn't find words to describe his feelings.
He thought that his master's little mother-in-law was just a useless embroidered pillow, with no other advantages except being cute, beautiful, and vicious.
But when he saw Murong Wan's unintentionally exposed hand, he felt shocked. After all, she was such a small girl, less than two years old, and her skills were better than many adults. It was incredible.
Murong Wan made a face at Cambo and then looked at what was hidden in the ice wall.
At this sight, she was also petrified on the spot.
No wonder Climbing had such a strange expression before. Anyone would be surprised to see this scene, right?
There is no other reason. There is a transparent ice coffin in the ice wall, and inside the ice coffin, lies a naked and stunningly beautiful man. The man's face is like white jade, transparent and flawless, his eyes are tightly closed, and his long eyelashes are like feathers ready to fly.
Long dark shadows were cast on his eyelids. His thin lips were a little pale, like a sick man, but they also added a bit of touching charm to him...
Judging by his age, he should be very young, around twenty.
Murong Wan was amazed by what she saw, and couldn't help but get closer out of curiosity. Her gaze finally settled on the most secret part of the man. At this moment, a burning gaze made her raise her eyes uncertainly, but she met
A pair of moving brown eyes.
"Are you not dead?" Murong Wan looked at the man's face, then moved closer and asked through the transparent ice coffin.
The man's eyes were deep and he looked straight at her, as if he was studying something.
Murong Wan waved his little fist at the man: "Hey, I'm asking you something. If you don't answer, it's rude!"
Forget it, she is definitely not dead. If she were, how could he open his eyes to look at her and still make her angry?
"Are you sure you are a child?" As the man's voice gradually faded, the ice coffin he was lying on shattered.
Broken ice fell like flowers, and some splashed on Murong Wan's clothes. She hurriedly stepped away, forgetting that it was high in the sky. As soon as she stepped back, her body fell uncontrollably.
At this height, it really wasn't a problem for her, but unfortunately someone was too busy to catch her little body before she could save herself.
The man came closer to her and asked word for word: "I want to ask you something!" [
Murong Wan didn't like the man's eyes that were too deep and difficult to understand, as if she was his prey.
Does she have to answer when he asks her a question? It’s a joke. If she doesn’t like it, I, the King of Heaven, won’t pay attention to it.
