Chapter 3: Coming from the Morning Light

"Master, I..." I didn't dare, but unfortunately, these two words were swallowed in Jin Sichen's mouth by a light that was enough to shoot people to death.

"Go down and have a look!" Jin Sichen's voice did not carry any warmth, however, Xu Li, who heard this, was undoubtedly an immortal sound.

Xu Li got out of the car and walked to where Mo Yirou was, and couldn't help but gasp when he saw it.

He never imagined that the woman lying in front of their car would look like this.

The scar on his face like a hill obscured his original appearance, the valgus wound had a tendency to become infected, and the obvious whiplash marks on his body were shocking.

"Master, I was seriously injured and unconscious, disfigured, and there were traces of whipping on my body." Xu Li informed Jin Sichen of what he saw and waited for his decision.

Smack...

Just as Xu Li was waiting for Jin Sichen's order, he heard the sound of the car door opening, and looked at Jin Sichen who was coming in his direction with a stunned expression.

"Take it!" Jin Sichen casually glanced at Mo Yirou on the ground, and after saying this, he returned to the car again.

When Xu Li heard this, he thought that his ears were hallucinating, otherwise, how could he hear the words of bringing Mo Yirou to the car?

When did their lord become so kind?

When the word "kindness" crossed his mind, Xu Li couldn't help but tremble in his body.

Possessed Mo Yirou and picked it up, walked to the car, looking at Mo Yirou in his arms, Xu Li sighed slightly.

Do a good deed every day!

The sun shone on the earth, and the slightest ray of light poured on Mo Yirou's face through the window.

Mo Yirou's eyelids moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, the world was spinning.

As far as the eye can see, there is a black and white, the whole room, black and white, no other colors, simple but noble.

Judging from the furnishings alone, the owner of this house is rich but low-key.

She... This is... Was it saved?

"Wake up!" Just when Mo Yirou was drowsy, a cold and piercing voice reached Mo Yirou's ears.

The moment she heard the voice, Mo Yirou's body couldn't help but tremble, not afraid, but the owner of this voice, at the moment when she passed out, she also said something like "run over".

Now, suddenly hearing it again, she couldn't react for a while.

Following the sound and looking over, Mo Yirou saw the man coming against the light.

In the jet-black and messy hair, there are faint other colors revealed, and the dark black pupils strangely reveal a trace of purple under the illumination of the light, making the contours of his eyes deeper and deeper, and the cold light shining in his eyes adds a sense of indifference.

The oblique flying sword eyebrows, the tall nose bridge, the thin and lightly pursed lips, the angular outline, the slender and tall but not rough figure, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but grandiose, and the independence exudes a strong force that dominates the world.

Such a man is unparalleled in the world.

It's a pity that after thousands of years in the cultivation realm, Mo Yirou's vision is so high, he, Jin Sichen, can't cause her mood to fluctuate.

Therefore, after really seeing Jin Sichen's appearance, Mo Yirou was still so cold and indifferent.

"Thank you!" The same cold voice, but with a woman's unique softness.

Regardless of the previous things, now, he saved her, this is a fact, and there is no change.

Whatever his purpose was, she deserved to be thankful for surviving!