Chapter 617: The Identity of the Holy Maiden

The holy woman looked at the expressions of several people who instantly turned blue, and her heart was even more proud.

These two excellent men who left the country would actually be deceived by themselves, how could they have thought that they would go back on their word? I'm afraid they wouldn't have expected that they would be like this, right?

But seeing their expressions change, the saint's heart is extremely happy, this feeling is simply too refreshing.

Pei Yumo sank a small face and took the lead in speaking: "You actually dare to scold Wanqing for being a slut, I think you are such a slut!" ā€

When the saint heard that Pei Yumo dared to scold herself like this, and in front of so many people, the joy in her heart was suddenly swept away, and her expression darkened.

"What do you say? You dare to scold this holy woman, don't you know your situation now? Now that Su Wanqing is still in my hands, I advise you to be careful. Otherwise, I can't control what marks she left on this face. ā€

The saint said sadly, the dagger that was originally placed on Su Wanqing's neck slowly moved up at this moment, and easily lifted her white veil, and others just glanced at it, and their breathing suddenly stopped, just a small cheek, and they were already shocked.

The woman in front of her face is condensed with goose fat, her lips are like cherry blossoms, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, her eyes are like autumn water, and her starry eyes are indifferent and cold, even if she is in a dangerous situation, she is still as plain as water, like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain, lonely and quiet, which makes people indulge in her unique temperament.

I had such a feeling when I saw Su Wanqing before, but now when I see her appearance, I feel even more.

When several people saw Su Wanqing's appearance, they were already frozen in place, their mouths opened slightly, and they were speechless all of a sudden.

Lord Heyue, too, is too beautiful!

When the saint saw Su Wanqing's beautiful face, a thick jealousy flashed in her eyes, why is this woman so beautiful? And she ......

Seeing the faces of these men again, Rao is Shengqing and Shengzi were also shocked by Su Wanqing's appearance, and they were a little stunned.

This Heyue County Lord really deserves his reputation. Such a beauty, even if it is placed in the Thousand Holy Countries, is rare.

Of the people present, I am afraid that only Shengbai looked as usual, still standing firmly in place, but when he looked at Su Wanqing, there was a hint of indescribable complexity in his gaze.

It's just that this look is fleeting, and no one can see it clearly.

Sheng Lan was also stunned when she saw Su Wanqing's appearance, she didn't expect that there was really such a woman in this world, her appearance was not even powdered, but it was still as white as snow, like a crescent moon.

Su Wanqing's stunning beauty was placed in front of everyone, and even Shenglan, who has always boasted of her beauty, couldn't help but feel a trace of inferiority in her heart. The temperament on her body is not at all comparable to her Holy Blue.

If someone else had changed, I am afraid that Shenglan would have been jealous and disgusted a long time ago. But in front of Su Wanqing, she couldn't have such a mind at all.

Perhaps in response to that sentence, when the two people are far apart, one of them is categorically unable to raise other thoughts, just like one is the Tianshan Snow Lotus, and the other is the peony in the wind, although the peony is gorgeous, but in the end it is not as holy and elegant as the Snow Lotus, beautiful and pure.

Rao is a peony, and in front of Snow Lotus, he is also a few points weaker. This is the most essential difference between the two, and because of this, Sheng Lan can't think about anything else at all, but it is different in front of the Holy Maiden, because in Sheng Lan's heart, she doesn't feel that she is inferior to the Holy Maiden.

In her heart, she subconsciously put her and the saint on the same level, and Su Wanqing is not someone she can be parallel to, so Shenglan will not have the mind to compare with her.

Because she knew in her heart that she couldn't compare.

The saint looked at several men who forgot to breathe for a while because of Su Wanqing's appearance, she glanced at Su Wanqing's appearance, and had to say that Su Wanqing today is even more different from her at the beginning.

If it is said that Su Wanqing before getting married was domineering and strong, and people dare not look at her directly, then after getting married, she is ethereal and quiet, and she has a touch of charming style on her body, coupled with her unique and cold temperament, it is even more difficult to take her eyes off.

This unique feeling even the saint couldn't ignore, she suppressed the throbbing in her heart that was startled by Su Wanqing, and her eyes became more and more annoyed.

Why is this woman becoming more and more beautiful, but she is getting uglier and uglier? Every time she lifts the veil and sees her criss-crossed scars, crazy hatred and anger swells up in her heart, why is it always her who is hurt? All of this was brought by Su Wanqing, a cheap woman.

If it weren't for her, how could she have suffered such inhuman treatment?

Su Wanqing, you fell into my hands today, and I will definitely not let you go!

When the saint remembered that she couldn't face herself in the mirror at all, the hatred that had been suppressed in her heart was like an evil box being opened, and one after another cold breath kept pouring out.

Even Su Wanqing felt the extraordinary aura on her body. It's a resentment that almost swallows you up. The slightest trace of black gas gradually spread, slowly spreading in places that others could not see.

"Su Wanqing, haven't you always been very proud of your appearance? Today I will ruin your face, and see how you will seduce other men in the future! The saint's tone was cold, and while she raised the dagger and stuck it to Su Wanqing's face, her eyes were filled with excitement and bloodlust.

She had long wanted to ruin this woman's appearance, slashed a few knives on her face, and then watched the blood slowly flow down, and it was best to be able to see Su Wanqing's frightened eyes......

Just thinking about it made her body tremble slightly with excitement. She has been tricked by Su Wanqing so many times, this time, she wants to get it all back! No one can stop her!

The cold dagger was tightly attached to Su Wanqing's beautiful face, reflecting a silver dark light, like a cold snake spitting letters, slowly swimming around her cheeks, and would pounce at any time to give a fatal blow.

The saint looked at Su Wanqing, her eyes were full of expectation, she was looking forward to it, Su Wanqing showed a frightened and frightened look. She didn't believe that this time, Su Wanqing would be able to maintain her previous calmness and indifference.

You know, for a woman, the most important thing, in addition to chastity, is her appearance. Especially for a beautiful woman, if she has no face, she is nothing! Losing all this, looking at the ugly scars on your face every day, Su Wanqing, at that time, can you still laugh?

I'm afraid, you don't dare to face it at all, right?

While thinking, the saint excitedly slapped the dagger on Su Wanqing's face, and was about to draw down.

But Su Wanqing's expression still disappointed the saintess, and she stood there calmly, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

Even if the tip of the dagger in the saint's hand was already aimed at her cheek at this moment, and she was about to stab it, even if her appearance would be severely scratched in the next second, Su Wanqing's dazzling and clear starry eyes were still as quiet as water, without the slightest human fireworks, like a budding hibiscus, and the dust was not clean.

The saint's silver teeth clenched together, but soon she laughed again, Su Wanqing was dying, and she was still pretending to be here, thinking that she would let her go? She simply won't!

Soon, she could see Su Wanqing's face, only ugly scars remained. And she also wants Su Wanqing to always remember this day and remember all this, she brought it!

"Su Wanqing, don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame you for being so ruthless and cold-blooded at the beginning, doing such a thing. Everything is cause and effect. What kind of cause has what kind of effect, you must not think about why you ended up like this today, right? ā€

The saint was in a rare good mood, and before she started, she said again.

She was so fearless, also because Su Wanqing was caught by her at this moment, and although the few people on the opposite side were tense, they didn't dare to rush over.

Because the Holy Maiden had already coldly warned them that if they dared to attack themselves, then Su Wanqing's face would only be ruined faster. If they are not afraid, they can do so.

Therefore, even if Pei Yumo was so anxious that tears were about to fall on the other side, it would be useless. She didn't dare to rush over at all, this crazy woman!

Pei Yumo stomped his feet hatefully, clenched his silver teeth, and couldn't wait to stare the saint out of a few holes with his eyes.

This kind of woman, living in the world, is really a waste of air!

Su Wanqing listened to the saint's indifferent and smug tone, as if she didn't feel the dagger on her face, she turned her face slightly, because of this action, the sharp point of the dagger slightly cut a small hole on her face, and the blood gradually seeped out.

When Pei Yumo saw this scene, his beautiful eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously called: "Wanqing-"

The saint didn't expect Su Wanqing to take the initiative to turn her head sideways, and she met Su Wanqing's eyes.

Su Wanqing looked at her calmly and said, "You are right, what you plant will bear fruit, so everything you suffered at the beginning is your retribution, because this is the cause you planted, and it has nothing to do with me." ā€

Su Wanqing paused, as if she couldn't notice the slight tingling on her face, and continued: "So you pushed all this on my head, just because you didn't want to admit it at all, and you didn't want to face it, everything that happened was just your own doing." Am I right, Su Wanyue? My good sister. ā€

After hearing the words "Su Wanyue", the saint's whole body suddenly froze in place, like a dead corpse, unable to move for half a minute.

"I—I don't know what you're talking about......"

After a while, the saint seemed to come back to her senses, and her face under the black veil was now pale, but she still cheered up and reluctantly spoke.

And a few other people in Tianli Country were also stunned when they heard the words "Su Wanyue".

Su Wanyue, isn't she already dead?