"You said you have something important to do with me, what is it? A feast of passionate pictures

Ye Wushang turned around, and under the night sky, he saw the eyebrows that flew into the temples slantingly, and the eyes that were as elegant as ink paintings. From the corners of the eyes to the ends of the eyes, the lines were extremely fresh and smooth, like the ink lines drawn in white, flexible and graceful. The eyes with clear black and white,

It's clear and unobtrusive.

Wearing simple but elegant clothes, Ye Wushang looked very indifferent, just like the night, his handsome face was expressionless.

He looked at the man in front of him and saw how long it had been since they had seen each other and how long they hadn't spoken.

Although his eyes are big, they don't have the feeling of sparkling water at all. Instead, they are unusually dark and black, almost sucking people in. His eyelashes are very long, but they are not curled, they are straight, and they look like they are falling when he lowers his eyes.

The beautiful black phoenix feathers.[

A pair of clear eyes that were so gentle that they seemed to drip water were clamped on a perfect and handsome face. His long and fine hair covered his smooth forehead, but the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, making him appear charming.

Underneath his white clothes, there is unparalleled delicate skin, and his charming face only shows an indifferent temperament. Combined with his tall and slender figure, Shui Qianjue looks like he stepped out of a painting.

handsome man.

Although it was night, both of them had excellent eyes, and they both looked at each other.

"What I want to tell you is that Ling is not dead and is still fine."

After saying this, Shui Qianjue paused for a moment, trying to see something in Ye Wushang's eyes, but to his regret, there was no expression on his face.

"That's what you called me out for."

Ye Wushang's expression was indifferent, without any emotion or fluctuation, which surprised Shui Qianjue.

"The spirit is not dead. Don't you have any happiness or happiness at all?"

Seeing Ye Wushang's attitude, Shui Qianjue was also a little angry. The man in front of him was liked by Ling, and he also liked Ling.

But why does he have no expression? What is going on here?

"If you want to say this, then I don't have the time to talk to you about such nonsense."

As soon as Ye Wushang said these words, Shui Qianjue heard a strange aura. There were many people in the bamboo forest. Counting the voices carefully, he was afraid that there were no less than thirty people, all of whom were masters.

What is going on, what happened to the Night King, and why are so many people watching him?

Although Ye Wushang's face was calm, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

Shui Qianjue was a smart man, and his tone changed, full of anger and anger: "You are an ungrateful man. I have treated you like this in vain. I didn't expect you to be so heartless and unrighteous. I must have misjudged you."

After saying this, Shui Qianjue dodged and left here, but he did not go far. He lurked in the dark and stuck his head out to watch this scene.

"Your Majesty, do you want us to teach him a lesson?"

"No, you all go down, I will enjoy the moonlight."

"Your Majesty, if the Emperor knows that you don't think about that woman, I don't know how happy he would be."[

The man's words were obviously smiling, and the wind slowly blew them into Shui Qianjue's ears.
Chapter completed!