Looking at each other from a distance, across a mask, it seems that there are ten thousand mountains in the middle, so close and so far away.
Without waiting for the other party to answer Tao Mao's question, Bai Zhao has eagerly asked the doubt at the bottom of his heart: "who are you?"
The sound is like ice, hiding a murderer.
The lawyer also put away his carelessness. His confused eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the mysterious man. At the same time, a sense of unexplained tension rose in his heart, which made his hands on his legs tighten involuntarily, looking forward to his answer and afraid of his answer.
From beginning to end, there is only one person who can make him like this!
The name that has been called countless times at the tip of my heart, is familiar with the deep bone marrow, and it will hurt my heart every time I touch it. Those two words have reached the tip of my tongue, but I can't say them anyway.
Everyone felt the unusual atmosphere at this moment. There was more boredom in the depression, which was dispersed in the air. Everyone was silent and tried to minimize their sense of existence.
Baililan's nine people have grasped their weapons and are ready to wait for the opportunity.
The mysterious man standing proudly on the competition field slowly opened the hat on his head, revealing an ice like jade face and picturesque eyebrows, all showing exquisite facial features. Just one glance makes people sink.
Her holy and beautiful silver pupils, like the ice lotus in full bloom on the top of the snow mountain, bear all the glory of the world.
This kind of beauty, without any earthly world, is above the nine days.
Once seen, you can never forget.
What's more, the impression this face gives them is engraved in flesh and blood!
A name haunts all hearts.
——Lonely cloud!
For the people in the east or the west, they are very familiar. She brought them legends and nightmares. For a moment, everyone was stunned and just stared at the girl on the competition field.
The face has not changed, it has become that pair of eyes and more bold strength.
Her every appearance can subvert their cognition again and again.
Even after four years, what happened now seems to be still yesterday.
Gu Yun is not dead!
The answer kept circulating in their minds.
Bai Zhao quickly stood up and made a loud noise with the chair under him.
His eyes looking at her were full of complexity, cold, killing, fear and memories.
Overnight, he didn't know how to speak.
Taoist Mao's face was covered with unbelievable. He touched the soul tower. The soul tower emitted a burning light on his hand. The next moment, the burning light suddenly shrank and weakened a lot when encountering the powerful Qi field around Gu Yun.
Four years ago, he personally collected Gu Yun into the zhenhun tower. It is reasonable that the soul body entering the zhenhun tower cannot escape all his life. It will only become weaker and weaker in the struggle day after day until it dissipates.
At that time, it was complete death.
Why are people who should have died completely four years ago now standing here, and their strength is stronger than before.
The biggest change is the eyes.
It is said that the person with silver pupil is the incarnation of God and the most noble person in the world.
However, Gu Yun's eyes should be the red pupils of evil spirits. Why do they become silver pupils now?
One after another, clouds of doubt tossed in his heart. Before he could sort out his thoughts, the next scene crashed his brain again.
I saw all the people from the western continent bending down to salute in the direction of Gu Yun and shouting: "see your highness!"