The cold ice bed was covered with a soft white blanket, the temperature rose a little, and the silver hair was entangled with ink.
The tall noses of the two touched each other.
The girl's ice blue eyes gradually covered with a layer of beautiful color, and the milky white skin color became more and more attractive.
The petal-like lips are red and thin.
...
The silver-haired coquettish beauty was pressed on the icy bed, his amber eyes were a little confused, he opened his lips as if he wanted to say something, but finally he didn't say anything.
Messy, crazy, entangled.
...
When I woke up the next day.
Fu Yue blinked her eyes, her thoughts gradually returned, and her mind gradually became clear. Feeling being held in her arms, she turned her eyes and looked at the person behind.
Faced with a beautiful face at close range.
Even if you are used to this face, you will inevitably be surprised.
The other party slowly opened his eyes, curling thick black long eyelashes like wagging butterfly wings, and his always cold eyebrows softened.
The girl whispered his name.
"Shen Yun, Shen Yun..."
The silver-haired beauty responded in a low voice, then hugged the person in her arms and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Fu Yue smiled, "It's nothing, I just want to call you."
The beauty murmured, and Xue Bai's fingertips became restless.
Fu Yue: "...Shen Yun, what are you doing?"
The other party did not speak at first.
Then he said slowly: "Yueyue took me to the Hualou, just to let me understand...what does that mean, naturally I can't let you down."
"As a teacher, I will study hard and explore."
"..."
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, a few years passed.
Although this is just a snap to Fu Yue and Shen Yun.
Just a few days ago.
Many disciples died in Xianzong, or in all immortal gates.
I don't know who killed them.
Together with the news of these people's deaths, there are also the evil things they did before they were alive. This made the people who were still sighing silent.
Because.
These people are not sorry to die.
...
Raised his hand and put away the black long sword.
The black-clothed, black-haired, beautiful woman with indifferent eyebrows, holding a clean handkerchief, wiped the blade carefully.
The ends of her eyes were flushed, slightly upward.
His face was abnormally pale, and his lips were extremely red.
The dark aura exuding all over the body.
Let people know at a glance that this woman is definitely not a righteous person.
Carelessly insert the long sword back into the scabbard.
Jiang Li coldly glanced at the man who fell in front of him, a trace of disgust flashed on his face, and walked away.
everything is over.
She has cleaned up the clans of these immortal families, and those who once liked to bully others have sacrificed her sword.
Over the years, even if I later learned that Fu Yue was still alive, she had a good time. God knows how happy she is.
But Jiang Li knew that she could not go back anymore.
...
Break the good and face the pain and cruelty. Then you will know how beautiful the flowers bloom in the ruins.
Only when you have seen the darkness will you know what light is like, and you will also understand how a little candle in the darkness is.
...
Since she killed the first person.
The demons have been born.
She could never become the simple and kind Jiang Li back then.
Now, the only thing she can do is to kill these people, and then die with her own demon.
Because of being timid.
Fearing that Fu Yue would see herself like this, Jiang Li didn't even go to Fu Yue again, just hiding in a dark corner by herself.
She is cowardly.
She dare not face it.
...