Yingxue Lake is the intersection area between the Demon Realm and the Divine Realm. Among the six realms, this place does not belong to any one realm.
But few people know the beauty here.
Looking around, the entire lake is the color of blood, and the reflection of the full moon is only connected to the Yingxue Lake.
A small white unknown flower grows on the edge of Yingxue Lake, stretching endlessly along the beach.
In the distance, the pale white flowers are inlaid with the red water of the lake, which is really beautiful.
Beside the lake, a woman stood in the wind. She was wearing a bright red robe that was fluttering in the wind, and her long hair was flowing down. She was indescribably beautiful, elegant, and noble.
She stood there quietly for several hours.
Her back looks cold and lonely...
Suddenly, a man with silver hair and purple eyes descended from the sky. He was dressed in purple robes that set off his tall body. His whole body was handsome and full of innate nobility, which made people feel that he was unattainable and as low as dust.
He is none other than the demon clan Mo Huang Lian Cheng Jue.
He originally planned to go to the Yingxue Lake to relax. During these days, many things happened to the demon clan, which made him feel melancholy and helpless as a demon clan member.
As soon as I stepped out of the barrier gate, I saw such a strange scene from a distance.
Just a silhouette of her back made Lian Chengjue feel that this woman was cold and lonely.
She remained silent and kept the same movement, standing quietly by the lake, motionless, like a sculpture...
Finally feeling a scorching gaze from behind, the woman suddenly turned around, her deep purple eyes staring coldly at the man opposite, a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes, and she quickly put on a guarded look, "Who are you? What are you doing here?
?”
The woman turned her head and her stunning beauty was exposed in the air. At that moment, Lian Chengjue paused slightly.
He had to admit that at that moment, he felt a little strange in his heart.
Even though he is Demon Huang and has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, there are countless beauties in the demon world.
However, it is definitely rare to find a woman with such aura as the woman in front of her.
She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a face as cold as ice, and a pair of purple eyes like his, which shone with a light that would repel people from thousands of miles away, but there was deep sadness hidden in it that was not easy to detect, and it was deeply covered with coldness.
The high and narrow bridge of her nose, delicate and indifferent, clearly showed the liveliness, innocence and romance that a girl should have, but her face was full of murderous intent.
"Who are you?" Looking at the other person's guarded and cold face, Lian Chengjue suddenly felt amused, and asked with a faint smile on his lips.
The woman narrowed her eyes slightly and secretly used her consciousness to explore the past. However, she found nothing wrong or evil in this man. Her tense heart relaxed slightly and she glanced at him lightly, "Why should I tell you?
!”
He coldly dropped a word, raised his feet, and walked to the side...
Lian Chengjue was shocked when his nose was touched. He touched his high nose in a somewhat self-indulgent manner. He walked slowly over and thought about it leisurely: "Oh? Let me... let me think about it!"
The verbal title he originally used to call himself was now replaced by the word "I".
He suddenly felt that he was worried and upset, and this little man in front of him could just relieve his depression.
It can be seen that she was checking his identity just now, wondering how he could be easily seen through by others because of his majestic appearance.
As early as the moment she turned to look at her, he had already restrained his demonic energy.