In the midst of beauty and fantasy, there are colors that dazzle the world.
However, the man in black didn't miss the small bead of white light in the middle of the purple light.
purple light
white light
"Owner
That beam of purple light is the power of the Zixuan level?
No way!
Actually put yourself to death and survive?
little girl
The man in black clothes looked in the direction of Luo Qingyue, with a smile in his eyes, as if he were an immortal descended from the world, so noble that it was suffocating.
In front of the red-blooded tree, Luo Qingyue's black hair was flying, her white clothes were flowing, her face was as cold as snow, and she had a cold and arrogant aura.
It is enough to scare five monsters.
She smiled seductively, flicked her hair, and raised the Moon-Eating Sword in her hand to the sky.
"Have you taught me enough? It's my turn!"
An arrogant voice came out, Luo Qingyue swung her sword down, her body was like a white butterfly under the night, with blue power and purple light, forcing herself towards the five magical beasts!
In the beautiful halo, there was overwhelming murderous intent. With one sword, just one sword, the five monsters fell to the ground angrily.
Without giving them any chance to fight back, Luo Qingyue smiled coldly, her brows turning as white as ice.
The blood was splashed on her face, and in the darkness of the night, it looked a bit scary!
"Yueyue——" A pleasant voice came across the night sky.
A furry white object fell from the sky into Luo Qingyue's arms.
Luo Qingyue lowered her eyebrows, smiled, and subconsciously said: "Snow
The smile on her lips slowly disappeared, and the Moon-Eating Sword in Luo Qingyue's hand suddenly fell to the ground.
Her vision went dark, her long eyelashes closed slightly, and she fell towards the ground.
Little Luo Xi was in shock and did not come back to her senses. Her figure suddenly moved, but the man in black clothes flashed slightly and walked towards Luo Qingyue.[
Holding the waist and hugging each other, Mo Yi Fei Jue.
The next moment, Luo Qingyue was hugged by the warm-scented soft jade, and the man in black clothes held her waist and hugged her chest.
There was no coldness or pain as expected, and the nose was filled with a clear scent of scallops.
Luo Qingyue's eyelashes trembled, and through the last crack, she saw the person in front of her, a cold silver mask, "It's you
The whispered words dispersed with the wind and disappeared into the confusion of the night.
"Month, month, month
The man in black clothes raised his eyes and looked at the white fluffy ball of fur. His unique and beautiful eyes were actually pink.
The snow-white fluff all over the body is like ice crystals under the sun, crystal clear and without a trace of impurities.
It's about the size of a steamed bun, chubby, with a pair of cute little ears on its head, and thin arms and legs.
The man in ink's eyes flashed. Why did he feel that the little guy in front of him looked a bit like little Rosie?
The difference from Little Rosie is that its eyes are pink, while Little Rosie's eyes are ice blue.
Could it be because
Turning his eyes slightly, the man in black eyes fell on the Moon-Eating Sword on the ground.
Is it because of it?
"Yueyue, Yueyue, my Yueyue, please don't let anything happen to you, otherwise I will be heartbroken to death. Yueyue, I have just been born, you can't throw me away.
"Are you bothered?" The man in black clothes frowned and scolded.
The little white hairball immediately closed its mouth.