Sometimes it's even milder.

She rubbed him and stared into his eyes, but the pressure was too much.

Li Meng's eyelashes trembled, and then drooped again, looking like shyness.

Her tone also softened, and her little daughter was delicate, unconsciously revealed.

"Five years ago, I saw you, and my heart was unstoppable, and my love will always be there."

How can this be so much like advertising for diamonds?

Where to go with the prompt box, there are so many sassy words.

Li Meng has already knelt down for these lines.

Kneel and be convinced, and kneel down.

Can it be more shameless, more pretentious, and more chicken soup?

Sooner or later she will die of nausea.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and suddenly raised his hand slightly, and his slender white fingertips fell to her neck.

He slowly touched her skin with his fingertips.

Pale and delicate skin, shivering all the time with cold.

It's pathetic.

The ability to build the foundation is so weak that it seems to be dying at any time.

She didn't know that she would contact him with such a weak physical foundation.

Will it die?

With a slight force on his fingertips, he looked like he was about to break her neck.

Li Meng suddenly rushed into the street, and she snapped and crashed directly into the boy's arms.

A tooltip box also appears.

[The body is overdrawn, and a large amount of life force is absorbed, please take care of yourself.] 】

When Mu Ruochuan had a headache, his body exuded terrifying power.

Too close to him, people with poor physical fitness.

It's not far from death.

Mahayana monks, revealing a little bit of power.

They all moved mountains and seas and turned things around.

It's even easier to kill someone.

When Mu Ruochuan appeared just now, everyone automatically flew elsewhere.

Or sacrifice the magic weapon of self-preservation.

Everyone can realize what kind of lethality snow and ice cover is.

Who is afraid of death dares to come over.

The girl's body was light and delicate, and after falling into his arms, there was no support.

The face rested against his chest and slowly slid down.

Mu Ruochuan lowered his eyes indifferently, and in his deep eyes, the murderous anger eased a lot.

He saw the girl's soft face, leaning against him, her eyelashes hanging slightly, and a fragile shadow fell under her eyes.

Beautiful face, childish and innocent, but also glamorous and charming.

It's as beautiful as a dolls.

Seeing that she was about to slide down and fall into the ice.

The young man looked at her quietly for a while, and then stretched out his hand unhurriedly.

At the last moment of her fall, her fingertips easily grabbed her collar.

Lift her up.

The girl, who was hurt by his power, hung her head limply, and her pale face was like a flower that had lost its color.

The aroma of the body.

also scattered quite a bit.

Is there no aroma when you die?

Young Young lowered his head, the tip of his nose rubbed against her delicate neck, and smelled the soft fragrance on her body.

Indeed, it is not as rich as when she woke up.

But for his headache, there is a therapeutic effect.

This kind of physique.

Yes.

Under the young man's narrow eyelashes, his eyes became cold.

The anger just now fell into the deep color of his eyes.

He dragged the girl expressionlessly and looked around coldly.

I found that hundreds of monks who had come to participate in the selection of disciples were trembling and hiding.

Some couldn't hide in time, and took out magic weapons to protect themselves, but they were already oppressed to the point of dying by the power he inadvertently leaked.

Such a piece of waste.

He even wanted to be his apprentice.

He stood on the ice, dressed in black, with black hair scattered on his shoulders, obviously looking at his thin and slender body.

But it has a momentum that is so powerful that people are convinced of fear.