Hearing his words, the dark aura on Jun Qingjue's body suddenly burst out, his purple eyes were very deep and full of coldness and chill: "You deserve to die!"
Sensing the dark and cold aura on Jun Qingjue's body, the few men in black present did not make any move or have any intention of resisting.
Ma Luo put one hand on his chest and bowed his head respectfully: "Little Master, we will not harm the little princess. We just took her for treatment, but she was kidnapped on the way."
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The golden light is brilliant and the sky is clear.
Among the flowers all over the mountains and plains, there stands a palace, full of ancient atmosphere and strong sacred pressure.
The river is full of white lotus flowers, and the lotus flowers are blooming one after another, which is very beautiful.
Among them, a white lotus flower is the most prosperous and largest.
Inside the lotus, a small figure lay quietly.
Her fair skin was as smooth as an egg membrane, her face was carved with pink and jade, and her long and curly eyelashes covered her eyelids. Her eyes were never opened, and the little girl fell asleep quietly among the lotus flowers.
With her as the center, the whole body exudes a pure aura, and white light permeates the entire body, invading her limbs and bones, and autonomously repairs the injuries in her body.
The world was very quiet, as if she was the only one left. The entire lotus pond was filled with aura of aura, without any impurities. When one smelled it, one felt full of energy, as if one were in a fairy pond.
You can forget all the dust and sorrow.
Time passes slowly, the mountains are still green and the water is clear.
The breeze blew by, and the girl who had not opened her eyes for a long time finally made some movement at this moment.
The long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. The golden light was very dazzling, and the girl slowly closed them again, and then slowly opened them again.
I repeated this several times before my eyes got used to the light.
The purple eyes are clear and pure, without a trace of impurities, just like the most dazzling purple gem, sparkling and extremely beautiful.
Jun Qingxin blinked her eyes, looked at the endless sky, and narrowed her eyes slightly. There was still something blank in her mind, and she didn't know where she was.
Slowly sitting up, looking at the surrounding scenery and where she was, she rubbed her eyebrows with one hand, and the memory of her accident slowly returned to her brain.
Purple eyes glanced around, but found no one, and frowned slightly.
As she wakes up, the lotus flowers on the riverside are also blooming one after another. The petals are getting bigger and bigger, and they are all shining with white light. The aura is so breathtaking, as if to congratulate her on her awakening, and also seems to contain a touch of specialness.
the meaning of.
Looking at the strange scenes around her, there was no emotional change in Jun Qingxin's eyes, but there was a strange feeling flowing in her heart, as if she could understand what these lotus flowers were talking about, so cordial.
"You're awake." An indifferent voice came from the front, without any emotional changes.
Jun Qingxin raised her eyes, her purple eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes: "Did you bring me here?"
She couldn't feel Jun Qingjue's aura. She was in a place she had never been before. What she felt was the activity of all things, giving her a sense of intimacy.
Di Luochen's eyes were filled with indifference: "Well, now that you're awake, let's leave."
Jun Qingxin stood up and raised her eyebrows: "How to leave?"