The man turned into mud, the ring safe and sound.
Mo Fuyi's death left nothing but chaos in this place.
She died, but Lu Jiuque was not happy at all.
Unexpectedly, Mo Fuyi, who was so cruel, turned out to be an infatuated person with no regrets.
However, this is a self-directed and self-acted tragedy.
But was all this Mo Fuyi's one-man show from beginning to end? Or is it the guidance and hints of the person who controls the situation
Lu Jiuque didn't dare to say...
She only knows that the most terrifying and simplest thing in the world is the human heart.
Suddenly, a hand touched Lu Jiuque's eyebrows.
'Don't frown, it's not for you. '
Suitable
Lu Jiuque's expression was a little dazed, and she always felt that the people in front of her were clearly being destroyed, which made her unable to see clearly.
Now... Di Shifang, who is the real you
Is it the person who will gently smooth the wrinkles between her eyebrows, or the person who stands on the top of the mountain of corpses, smiles bloodthirsty, and tramples the common people under his feet
Is it someone who will patiently guide her, or someone who clearly wants to take advantage of her
Di Shifang was stung by her hazy eyes. He knew that she would be afraid, anxious, doubtful, and hesitant.
But he didn't say anything. He believed that as long as he gave her time, she would be able to see clearly.
Because he never really intended to hurt her...
never…
After a long while, Lu Jiuque looked away in embarrassment and muttered: "You are all dirty." '
Di Shifang responded softly and pinched her cheek gently.
'Little servant, such a thing will not happen to us. '
Lu Jiuque couldn't help but be startled, and Di Shifang continued: "Even if I was using you at the beginning, I never lied to you." '
'… '
'So don't be upset. 'Fool.
'I... didn't. '
'Ok, I know. '
Di Shifang responded gently, took her cold hand and put it in his palm.
Solemnly, as if hiding a treasure.
His body temperature slowly surrounded her and spread to her heart, inexplicably soothing her anxiety, which was better than a thousand words could say.
She couldn't help but slightly curled her lips, and instinctively held him back.
Some answers are revealed in advance before they even realize it.
It's the same for him, and it's the same for her.
…
On this end, Mo Fuyi's blood sprayed onto Mei Ke's feet. He frowned and took a step back slightly.
The elegant pace and noble temperament are still spotless.
There was no wave in those glass-like eyes, which were so cold that the peak masters thought that the scene where Mo Fuyi exploded his dantian just now was just a dream.
After stroking his big cloak, Mei Ke raised his eyes and said, "Sect Master Yin, I wonder what instructions you have for calling this junior over?"
Yin Wuhen smiled gently, showing his authority as the sect leader: "I'm just concerned about my nephew's condition. After all, my nephew came to our Soul Fighting Sect, but this sect leader ignored me, and he will be criticized."
What this means is that as a member of the Xuantian Sect, it is unreasonable for you, Mei Ke, to come to the Soul Fighting Sect without greeting anyone.
Mei Ke's eyes flashed, and he cupped his hands and said, "Yes, I thank Master Douhun for your concern, but I have something to ask for."
"oh?"
"Junior wants to talk to Miss Lu alone."
Yin Wuhen smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu'er, what do you think?"
Di Shifang frowned in displeasure, and the air-conditioning blew out again. Lu Jiuque was amused in his heart, and gently shook his hand, and then said to Mei Ke: "Okay."