Luo Qingyue didn't care about this. All she could do was to prevent the stone door from closing. Otherwise, she and Ghost Face would never be able to see each other again.
Because of her approach, Jun Wuxie's head began to hurt violently...
Luo Qingyue looked at Jun Wuxie's back, feeling slightly dazed. Her eyes were serious, but also very confused.
She is not a frivolous woman, so why does she feel so differently about Ghost Face?
Could it be that she was worried too much about Ghost Face?
Looking at the ghost face, what came to her mind was a man with purple eyes.
That person is very dangerous, but also very attractive.
It was as if he had always been by her side, following her like a shadow.
Unconsciously, Luo Qingyue looked at Jun Wuxie's back and murmured: "Jun... Wuxie..."
Jun Wuxie's ears were unusual, and his body suddenly stiffened. He was accidentally hit in the shoulder by Hua Fengmo's palm.
The wind from his palm lifted up the black veil on his face, blurring his eyes.
Luo Qingyue watched, holding the stone door tightly with her hands, feeling unspeakable pain all over her body. She looked sideways, but saw a flash of purple in Jun Wuxie's black eyes.
It was very subtle, but she still saw it.
In the impression, she seemed to have seen such a pair of beautiful eyes.
It wasn't Luo Yu's innocence and cuteness, nor was it the determined and cold eyes in the Shengqing Palace that day.
But a pair of doting and gentle eyes were deeply imprinted in her mind.
That startling glance completely sucked all her energy away from the man in front of her.
Her hands were still exerting force, and the veins on the back of her hands were popping up and bloodshot. She raised her head and stared at Jun Wuxie's slightly stiff back, "You are not a ghost face..."
Jun Wuxie used all his strength to swing Hua Fengmo to block the undead attack. He turned around, squatted down, and looked level with Luo Qingyue, "What did you call me just now?"
"You are not Ghost Face, you are not Ghost Face, you are not..." Luo Qingyue stared at Jun Wuxie, with no expression or emotion on her face, only the same words.
Jun Wuxie clenched his fist, "Then who do you think I am?"
Purple light flashed over and over again in Jun Wuxie's eyes. Even though his mind was spinning, he still stared at Luo Qingyue.
Luo Qingyue looked at the dazzling lavender color that flashed away like fireworks, and she seemed to have lost her mind.
‘Poof——’ A mouthful of blood spurted out without warning.
Hua Fengmo slapped Jun Wuxie on the back with a proud palm, completely taking advantage of his lack of defense.
Jun Wuxie's eyes dimmed slightly, and when he saw Ruo Wuxin walking slowly towards him, he finally turned away and said coldly: "Miss Luo, you'd better leave."
Although his body was seriously injured, Jun Wuxie still wanted to stop Hua Fengmo.
"Wuxie, don't go..." Luo Qingyue opened her lips, looked at Jun Wuxie and whispered.
The blood fell on her green and white face, and the hot feeling seemed to tear away a veil that had always been in her mind.
She was in danger of giving birth, and her senior sister treated her, but she said: "Senior sister, do you know? I fell in love with a person in this world. He is extremely handsome, protects me like a treasure, and loves me to the core."
In my previous life, I was an agent. By chance, I entered the hidden world, learned spiritual arts, and met you and your brother-in-law.
At that time, I knew that you and your brother-in-law were my only relatives in that world.