Mo Zhuyue also felt it. It turned out that there was not only a thousand-year-old toad king here, but also a mysterious master hiding in the dark.
Mo Zhuyue looked around and said coldly: "That master is hiding in the dark, why don't you show up and see him."
"Oh……"
A voice that seemed to float from beyond the sky swirled in Mo Zhuyue's ears. The feeling was like someone blowing air gently into his ears, with a slight provocation.
This voice is very gentle and light.
As soft as marshmallows, as light as wind, as gentle as palms, as heavy as water...
Suddenly, Mo Zhuyue's body flew up, and she felt an invisible big hand around her waist restraining her, and then flew behind her.
"lady."
Dujuan screamed and struggled for a long time, but she could only watch Mo Zhuyue fly past her and out of her sight...
Mo Zhuyue only felt a moment of opening and closing her eyes, and then she fell into a cold and unfamiliar embrace. She raised her little face and saw a man wearing a golden mask and a pair of evil eyes.
man.
The corners of his mouth curled up, as moving as the breeze, carrying the fragrance of flowers that warmed the earth. His smile responded to the sentence "Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom..."
This is a poem that Mo Zhuyue likes very much. She never thought that one day she would meet a strange man who would remind her of this poem.
"Who are you?"
Mo Zhuyue has flown out and is now in a small forest. The big trees around are green and gloomy, with the color of life.
The man was wearing a charming crescent white robe. He was holding Mo Zhuyue and flying in mid-air. His robe was fluttering gently, unable to lift a single dust...
"Haha..." It was the same weird laughter that floated from outside the sky, "So you are Long Canghao's woman. That guy really has a vision..."
As he spoke, his slender fingers traced Mo Zhuyue's cheeks that could be broken by blows. The two empty eyes on the mask revealed charming arcs, and a bright light appeared in his evil eyes...
Mo Zhuyue frowned without revealing any trace, "Who are you?"
There seemed to be a look of displeasure in the man's eyes, and his fingers were as warm as ice cubes. It was not something he radiated, but his body temperature.
His hand gently caressed Mo Zhuyue's wrinkled forehead, until her brows were relieved, and then he smiled gently.
"That's right. For such a beautiful woman, frowning is a disgrace to the scenery. I don't like the way you frown. Come on, give me a smile."
Mo Zhuyue was furious without any trace of it. If she hadn't been unable to move at the moment, she would have slapped him away without hesitation. He was a real traitor.
"Who are you? If you want to kill or scrape, please do as you please. I have nothing to say."
Looking at her stubborn little face, the smile on his face became even more attractive.
"Ha..." It was the same protracted laugh, "Xiao Yue'er, you are so beautiful, how could I be willing to kill you? It's too late for me to like you!"
As he spoke, he buried his head between Mo Zhuyue's neck as if no one else was watching, opened his mouth, and bit her snow-white jade neck...
Mo Zhuyue frowned in pain, smelling a hint of blood in the air, and frowned more and more...