Her beautiful eyes looked deeply at the man in front of her with frowning eyebrows, and her eyes said: "Brother Cool, girl, I don't do this beauty trap."
"Yueyue'er, are you still blaming me?"
The meaning in her eyes was clear, but Leng Wuyan across from her saw this alienation and indifference as sadness and despair.
It was his fault, he was the one who made Yue Yaer go to a dead end. She hated him and was unwilling to admit the past. That was all right.
The more distant and indifferent the woman in front of him became towards him, the more Leng Wuyan confirmed his thoughts in his heart.
After all, as far as he knew, his Yue Ya'er was the only one in the world who could absorb the earth's spiritual energy in that strange way.
Chen Xi watched in confusion as the beautiful man in front of him closed his eyes in pain.
There is a saying that since ancient times, there is only so much passion and hatred.
The pain in the man's eyes can't be deceiving. Maybe, there really is a person like Yue Ya'er in this world?
But, does Yue Yue'er look like her?
She was silent and calmly observed the man opposite. His spiritual power was so strong that it was not difficult to break through the acupuncture points. However, he was as motionless as an injured ice sculpture.
The cold and handsome face was shrouded in a light, yet impressive fog.
He seemed to be recalling the painful past, and his domineering face became profound and charming because of the regret that had nowhere to hide.
Chen Xi frowned lightly, she knew that she could avoid the crisis if she knew who she was and pretended to be Yue Yaer.
Otherwise, with her current status, it would not be impossible if he wanted to catch her and threaten Feng Qingyang, threaten Emperor Ling Xiao, and then get the ten cities he wanted.
She looked at him quietly, thinking a lot.
The splendid hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
After about two quarters of an hour, the long silence finally came to an end when Leng Wuyan broke through the acupuncture point.
He turned around and his scorching eyes fell on Chen Xi. His eyes were like torches, as if they were going to burn the girl's cold heart.
Chen Xi raised his eyebrows and looked into his eyes indifferently.
Two eyes, one cold and one hot, met in the air, some were depressed and some were depressed.
After a long while, the defeated Leng Wuyan sighed softly, "Forget it, if you don't want to recognize me, I won't force you!
But, Yue Ya'er, don't be in a hurry to leave me anymore, okay?
Stay? Give me another chance? I will promise you all the promises you want."
Chen Xi discovered that when facing her, this guy always used the word "I" to refer to himself.
It seemed that in front of her, he was just an ordinary man chasing love, not the aloof emperor.
Chen Xi was puzzled: "Why do you conclude that I am your Yue Ya'er? Aren't you afraid of being so rash and admitting the wrong person and being laughed at by me instead?"
Leng Wuyan was startled, and his eyes suddenly became cold and stern.
His innate arrogance and domineering make his self-esteem so strong that he cannot tolerate even a joke.
Squinting his eyes, murderous intent burst out from the slits in his eyes: "If you are not her, then you have to..."
Bang!
On the left, the red sandalwood coffee table was crushed into pieces by the wind of his palm.
The powerful spiritual pressure made Chen Xi's little heart skip a beat.
Good guy, with that palm just now, she can conclude that this guy's spiritual power must be above the eighth level of the earth element.
Depressed, she finally advanced with the help of Feng Qingyang, but the fifth-level strength of a fellow practitioner from the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth can only be tied with an eighth-level earth element.