Chapter 20: Blood-Colored Eyes

If you guessed correctly, the person on the tree has been watching her for a long time, not because she realized it now, but because the person on the tree is an extraordinary character, after all, the person who can peep at her without being noticed by her has never appeared before!

There was a dead silence all around, and there seemed to be a cold air flow in the air.

It was so quiet that it seemed that death was about to come, and even the beasts that had been calling from time to time in the mountains seemed to sense the fear and lost their voices.

"Hehehehe......" A cold and evil male voice sounded, and in the next moment, a long black shadow was already standing in front of Feng Jingyun.

It's like being oppressed by a shadow, and a feeling of suffocation rises from the soles of your feet.

Feng Jingyun looked at the person in front of him. It was a man wearing a half-side mask, and the black mask that could not be seen was from his forehead to his nose and chin, covering the left side of his face, and his right side of his face was very white, it was the kind of abnormal white, revealing a little evil aura.

The facial features are clearly contoured, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the thin lips are pale in color, as if they are not soaking out a kind of world-destroying meanness. His eyelashes are curled and long, and on the right side of his face alone, he looks really handsome.

His eyes...... The right eye, to be exact, is red! It's that bloodthirsty red, like a demon crawling out of hell who specializes in drinking blood for a living!

When he didn't show up before, he was silently hidden, and when he appeared, it seemed that even the air pressure around him was a few degrees lower.

It was getting colder and colder, just looking at him, Feng Jingyun felt as if she was in a cold and evil hell, and she couldn't be redeemed, and an inexplicable sense of fear grew in her heart, which almost made her tremble.

What a weirdly evil man.

It's a pity that she Feng Jingyun lived to be twenty-seven years old, and she has been a killer for twenty years, and she doesn't know how to write the words she is afraid of.

The man's evil eyes also fell on her, and there was no trace of human feelings in the red eyes of the demon forest, as if he could see through her, and his gaze was oppressive, "You're not afraid of me?" ”

"Weishenme to be afraid?" The corners of her lips curled up with a hint of ridicule, "Will you eat people?" ”

"Hehehe......" There was another evil laugh, and the voice rippled far away, obviously close at hand, but I couldn't see him laughing, like a magical voice out of thin air.

Feng Jingyun ignored him, picked up the clean clothes on the ground, and began to put them on. In modern times, it doesn't take her thirty seconds to get dressed, however, the first time she wore an ancient dress and skirt, it was too complicated, and it still took a minute.

Her movements in dressing are neither fast nor slow, and there is an indescribable elegance.

Fiery red eyes stared at her, as if admiring a prey.

She didn't care about his gaze, and the mockery at the corners of her lips deepened, "Haven't seen a woman?" ”

The man's slender fingers lifted her chin and forced her to meet him, "I've never seen a woman like you." ”

"Fun hooking my jaw?" Her gaze suddenly turned cold, "Do you know where the man was last time he did this to me?" ”

He raised his eyebrows wickedly, "Going to hell?" Do you have that ability? ”

"Are you going to try?" A trick cut the throat, twisted the neck, and the horizontal and vertical kicks followed.

He was forced to let go of her, his figure flashed, and he avoided it in a hurry, and his evil eyes were full of playfulness, "It turned out to be a kitten with only claws." ”

Seeing that he was able to accept the move, she was not a little annoyed, and accelerated the offensive, making moves quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly.

He had an attitude of not caring, and the interest in his evil eyes was even deeper, "Seriously? Ordinary people kick you, either dead or maimed, but unfortunately, it is me who you touch. You are no match for me. ”