7. Chapter 7 From today onwards, God blocks and kills God 3
Just when Murong Feixue was sighing bitterly, thinking that he was going to lose his soul again, a leisurely sound of nature like Sanskrit music sounded from the distance.
"Climb the ladder to the blue sky, sit across from each other and ask God. If you don't have a horse, you often ride a tiger. When you watch the fish, you always catch a dragon. A mending needle pierces the moon, splits bamboo strips to pass through the wind. In order to cut off the horns of rhinoceros, the Wulao Peak was bulldozed..."
Giant golden dragons flew over slowly from a distance. They were far away at first sight, but when they looked again, they seemed to be very close to us.
There was a man riding on top of the flying dragon. He had black hair hanging down to his waist, a slender figure, a handsome face like a diamond cut, a straight nose, lips as seductive as roses, and under the long eyelashes hanging low, like
His deep eyes shone like black crystals. His whole person exuded an intimidating aura, and he had a habit of slightly raising the corners of his mouth with a mysterious smile.
This kind of smile doesn't make him feel like a spring breeze or approachable, but makes him feel even colder, almost cruel!
"Hey, brat, this is not the place you came from. Get out of here." The leading killer shouted loudly at the young man riding a dragon.
The man on the dragon's back ignored him at all, and the golden dragon walked slowly past him. The assassins who were ignored were furious and raised their swords to kill him. However, every person who drew his sword and wanted to kill him,
As soon as they moved, an indescribable feeling of dizziness hit their hearts.
"Dong dong dong..."
A row of vicious black-clad killers suddenly fell down without warning, like they were cutting wheat.
The man riding the dragon smiled evilly, looked at the group of people lying on the ground with contempt, and whispered: "You are looking for death if you overestimate your capabilities!"
After saying that, he raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Feixue. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his originally cold and evil face. The smile was as beautiful as the sunshine in August, making people unable to open their eyes.
The man pointed at Murong Feixue and asked, "What's your name?"
Murong Feixue didn't answer, and the man wasn't annoyed either. He still smiled and said, "Don't want to tell me? Haha... One day, you will take the initiative to tell me your name."
After saying that, the man gradually walked away, and after he passed by, except for Murong Feixue and the white tiger, no one could stand. The surrounding area was in a mess...
"this……"
Murong Feixue was stunned for a moment, looking at his retreating figure, slightly lost in thought.
"Hmm..." A soft hum sounded.
Murong Feixue looked down and saw a person who looked like a maid waking up. It was Huahua, the maid who had saved her life before. She had grown up with him and they were sisters.
"Ah? I'm not dead? That's great, wow, miss, you're not dead either, wuwuwu, miss, luckily you're fine... Otherwise, how could I be worthy of the lost eldest lady, how could I be worthy..." Huahua hugged her
Murong Feixue had runny nose and tears. She kept talking endlessly.
Murong Feixue, who was originally annoyed by women crying, didn't know why, but felt that Huahua was a bit cute when she cried. Rarely, he reached out patiently and patted Huahua's shoulder, comforting him: "It's over now. I'll be here from now on.
No one will bully you."
From today on, she must step up her practice and only speak with her strength. Others will have to listen...
When Huahua heard the words, she was suddenly startled. This was the first time she saw the young lady speaking with such a cold and arrogant expression. For a moment, she seemed to be a different person. It made people feel a little awe. Maybe it was just because of this pursuit that she changed.
I lost my temper. But no matter what, I still love myself the same.
