"Sister." The white-haired beautiful woman was startled, and wanted to go down to help her sister, but Yan Jin dragged her back. Gradually, her heart became anxious, and she slapped Yan Jin with a bang.
But with Yanjin's strength, how could she get any loopholes? Originally, it was the beautiful white-haired woman who was blocking Yanjin from going to save Mu Ruyue, but now her identity was changed.
Under the setting sun in the evening, Ye Wuchen looked coldly at the beautiful black-haired woman with fear, and pulled out a long purple sword with a swish.
The moment she saw Zijian, Mu Ruyue behind her trembled slightly.
"Silver noodles!"
That silver-faced man is Ye Wuchen!
No wonder it gave her a familiar feeling, but it was ridiculous that she never knew that Ye Wuchen was always by her side. At this moment, Mu Ruyue's heart was complicated, she didn't know who to take Ye Wuchen as.
That clean young man who calls her sister when he meets her, or the powerful and evil silver face? Which one is the real him...
"You...you stop!"
Seeing Ye Wuchen walking towards her, the beautiful black-haired woman was really scared, she stepped back a few steps, and said with a frightened expression: "If you let me go, I guarantee that what happened today will not hurt anyone." Don't say it, you can continue to be your fool, and absolutely no one will suspect you, otherwise, if the news of you pretending to be stupid spreads, the sect master will not let you go."
Ye Wuchen raised his eyes slightly, and a wicked smile appeared on his handsome, god-like face. The purple clothes fluttered freely, and a strong hostility surrounded the man's body.
Looking at this Shura-like man, the body of the beautiful black-haired woman trembled more and more. Before she had time to beg for mercy, a purple light flashed, and a stream of blood shot out of her throat.
Until she died, she never thought that she would die at the hands of a man under twenty...
"No!" Seeing her younger sister's death, the beautiful white-haired woman's eyes turned red, and she yelled heart-piercingly, and the tricks in her hands became more and more chaotic.
Pooh!
Yan Jin hit her chest with a palm, and the body of the white-haired beautiful woman flew out like an arrow from the string, and fell heavily into the crowd, with streams of blood gushing out of her mouth, and it was very fast. Almost dyed that white hair red.
Her eyes were always fixed on the beautiful black-haired woman, with endless sadness in her eyes.
If she hadn't been greedy for power back then, she wouldn't have been bewitched by the Saintess Gate to join the sect with her younger sister. In the Saintess Gate, after all, they were just playthings of the sect master.
Thinking of that man, the beautiful white-haired woman laughed.
That man was so powerful and mighty that she also fell in love with him, but he was so ruthless that no one could fall in love with him, he only had interests in his heart.
If he is a genius virgin, he will try his best to snatch back the saint's door, take a bath with medicinal herbs, and enjoy it after a month to improve his strength, but every woman, he will only enjoy it once, and will never miss it again the second time.
And in this life, she was most sorry for her younger sister. It was her reluctance to leave the sect master that caused her sister to suffer such a price.
Sure enough, people do a lot of evil, and even God can't stand it.
"Hahaha," the beautiful white-haired woman laughed wildly twice, and tears streaming down the corners of her eyes, "Ghost Lord, I advise you, don't be an enemy of the Saintess Gate. There are many secrets, but I still want to give you a piece of advice. Your fiancée has a special physique. She is no longer a virgin, so she is of no use to the sect master."
(end of this chapter)