Her eyebrows were as long and slender as a crescent moon, she had a small face with oval seeds, and her long curly eyelashes obscured the luster of her eyes. When she raised her eyes, they were instantly radiant, as if they contained the essence of all things in the world. Her skin was crystal clear.
, rounder and smoother than mutton fat jade.
She has a slender waist and black hair like ink, draped casually on her shoulders. The snow-like white clothes are paired with blood to become a fiery red blood clothes, which is very bloodthirsty and even more seductive and charming.
The slightly warm golden light shines on the woman's face, like a black enchantress in the dark night, with a sense of charm and mystery all over her body.
That elegance and beauty are unparalleled!
The goddess and the god of death are vividly reflected in her.
It can be as cold as a white lotus blooming on the edge of a cliff. It is noble, elegant and cold, and cannot be blasphemed!
It can also be cold and bloodthirsty, just like the heartless and ruthless God of Death in hell, with a ruthless killing and bloodthirsty nature that makes people tremble with fear!
Such a stunningly beautiful woman is the center of attention wherever she goes.
Mu Hanyue whistled, and a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes: "A little prettier than you."
She never knew what modesty was.
She accepted her compliments with peace of mind.
Seeing her respond like this, Wan Yin laughed out loud, and the depressing and weird atmosphere in the air slowly dissipated at this moment: "You are different from the women I have seen. You are very special."
"Everyone I know says that."
"So, I don't deserve to like Brother Ye at all. It's true that only you can be by his side and challenge his patience and temper unscrupulously. But Brother Ye will only love you and love you unconditionally."
My heart suddenly felt relieved, and the pain and sadness that had been suppressed in my heart, as well as a trace of unwillingness and jealousy, dissipated in the sky like a wisp of smoke at this moment.
"You have such a sweet mouth and good sense." A certain woman was generous with her compliments.
Di Luochen's eyes twitched slightly: "..."
This woman really has no shame, she is so shameless.
Jun Moye held Mu Hanyue's hand tightly, interlocking their fingers, and there was that charming tenderness in his purple eyes: "Xiao Yue'er, being with me is the most correct thing you have done in this life. For your eyes
Full marks!”
Mu Hanyue chuckled lightly, looking down at the remains of severed limbs and pools of blood all over the forest, her eyes locked on the man in white, her eyes narrowed dangerously: "He is dead."
The high priest, who was so powerful and possessed heaven-defying abilities, unexpectedly fell here today.
She turned her head and glanced at Jun Moye beside her. She pursed her lips slightly and said nothing. She understood clearly in her heart. Even though he didn't say anything, she could guess a rough idea.
Following her gaze, Wanyin's heart ached and her nose was slightly sore, but she resisted the urge to cry and looked at Jun Moye: "Brother Ye, I once thought that someone like my father would have such a
People with incredible abilities will not die or leave me. But I was wrong. As long as we are human, we will have weaknesses. Life is long, cherish everything we have in front of us, and maintain a primitive heart. That is what we are.
To be done.”
Don't wait until you lose something to regret it.
"Anyone who hurts Yue should die." If he was given another chance to do it again, he would still do it.
Wanyin smiled bitterly in her heart, but she didn't blame him. She only blamed her father for hurting others first, which caused Jun Moye to go completely crazy.
Complete madness?
Thinking of this, his pupils froze slightly. My father wouldn't know that Brother Ye couldn't activate the hidden power in his body, so...