The sound is chilly and cold, and it goes to the bottom of a person's bones.
Hei Mao was slightly dumb, and the delicate and handsome bun was full of doubts. He carefully pulled Bai Chu's sleeve, "Ah Mom?"
Bai Chu's eyes swept over his face, his expression was a little hesitant, but it slowly became a little serious in the turn. She reached out and pulled the little hand on her cuff, stood up straight, and looked down at her condescendingly.
He had a cold voice: "Zun Jia, who is it?"
The noble goddess has a cold face and looks like she has become a different person.
Heimao had never seen Bai Chu's solemn appearance before. When he looked up at her, his eyes were a little timid. He didn't even think the voice of his speech became small: "My mother... I'm Heimao."
Bai Chu looked calmly, his eyes fell on Black-haired face, and he did not let go of any expression on his face: "Since you call me a girl, then tell me, where have you been after dark?"
Jingying's eyes were full of confusion: "I fell asleep in the room, and it was already dark when I woke up.
Bai Chu's eyes were sharp and his voice was colder: "So, where have you been?"
"My mother..." The dark eyes flashed, and a slight mist in the pupils spread. Seeing that the mist was about to condense into water, he pursed his lips and raised his head. The small bun's face was thin and stubborn.
: "I didn't go anywhere, I really didn't go anywhere!"
The glutinous voice became sharp and crisp, and the eyes that held back tears slowly turned red. At first glance, it was full of pitiful smell.
Bai Chu's eyes quickly passed by a little distress, and he turned his head slightly, not looking at him. His voice was still indifferent: "The child is still young and cannot resist the profound divine beauty of Zunjia. If Zunjia does not show his true face, don't blame me.
Turning against others."
Every word was cold, only Bai Chu knew it herself, and her hands were shaking as she spoke.
After saying that, he glanced at him, and the black hair with a grievance was just now, and he smiled: "I'm still so impatient, I can't help but be excited?"
The sound is clear, like a melted pool of spring water, warm and clear, and it is no longer the sound of black hair.
Her heart suddenly jumped heavily, and Bai Chu clenched his hand tightly, trying to restrain himself from exclaiming. She was very familiar with this sound. For 30,000 years, she lingered in her ears, every day and night, and was obsessed with her.
The silver light suddenly radiated from the "black hair" body, and the hall suddenly became bright. The wind blew the curtains and the glass shook lightly. The silver light repeatedly refracted through the glass. For a moment, the hall was filled with light, shining brightly, dazzling.
Be eye-catching.
The shallow fog shines condensed with silver light, slowly gathering together, and human figures slowly appeared in the hazy chaotic.
The divine sacred and stern, and the thickness of the gods is intimidating.
In the silver fog, the man walked out slowly, his jaw was delicate, his thin lips were as thin as a sliver, his phoenix eyes were deep and clear, accompanied by the bright moonlight, holy, Ming and Qing dynasty.
Bai Chuzhuo looked at the person condensed from the void and became clearer. His eyes remained unchanged, and his eyes became deeper and stronger.
She was so close that she could touch her life. She had been waiting for so long and waiting for her for so long, and finally realized that it was not an illusion in front of her.
The breeze lifts up layers of curtains, the veil is lightly lit up, and the phoenix is hidden in the mysterious clothes, and it appears and appears.
When you get closer, the veil is bypassed, and you can see a pair of deep and profound pupils. The pupils are dark and powerful without anger. The eyebrows are upwards, and the light silver divine pattern is shining. With just one glance, the divine zodiac is superior and unattainable.
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Bai Chu watched him get closer and closer, and his heart was filled with words, but he was stuck in his throat and could not speak for a long time.
He stopped in front of her, a faint smile accompanied by the corners of his lips, and a clear voice behind him: "Does it look good?"
"Good-looking." Simple conversation is like meeting tens of thousands of years ago.