Chapter 3 Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color
At this moment, she tried to make a friendly smile, but she fell short because of the red scar on her face.
Not only is it not 'friendly', but it even has a hint of hideousness.
It's just that Jun pours singing but doesn't know at all.
And the man looked at her smiling face and didn't say a word.
After half a ring, he said lightly, "Finished laughing?" ”
"Forehead ......"
Jun Qinge's smile froze, and as soon as the voice came out, she was instantly frozen into a chirp.
Looking at her deep dark eyes, the smile on her face became more and more stiff.
He chuckled reluctantly, then put away his smile very knowingly.
There's a tinge of weirdness in the air.
Jun Qinge stood there like this, not daring to move, his eyes staring straight at the corner of the man's dark clothes.
What to do? No matter what she did, it was useless to this man, and her little tricks didn't threaten him in his eyes, right?
In that case, why didn't he kill her?
Jun poured into her thoughts, until a cold fingertip lifted her jaw, and finally came back to her senses.
The man looked at her, his deep eyes as if he wanted to suck her in.
Jun Tingge's breathing was slightly suffocated, and he didn't dare to move.
The slender fingertips slowly moved up to the left side of her face, caressing the ugly red scar.
Gently rubbing, the force is neither light nor heavy, but it makes Jun Tingge's body stiffen.
He...... What are you doing?
Why do you want to touch your face?
"Poison?"
The man's slightly hoarse voice came, and Jun came back to his senses with a song.
Poison? What poison?
Through the man's eyes, she saw her current appearance clearly.
I also saw the red scar on my face.
When did she have an extra scar on her face?
She remembers her mission to hunt down drug traffickers across foreign borders.
On the plane, the drug dealer turns on a new type of ammunition weapon, blows up the fuselage and burns her jade.
So now...... Why is she still alive?
At this moment, something exploded in my head!
Countless scenes rushed in, as if to tear her nerves!
The scenes in my mind, the faces, are like a marquee.
I don't know how long it took for those memories to stop.
A flash of shock flashed in Jun Qinge's eyes.
- Resurrection of the corpse?
Came to this very fantasy continent?
"What are you thinking?"
Seeing her like this, a touch of inquiry slowly flashed in the man's eyes.
As soon as Jun Qinge raised his eyes, he found that the man's beautiful face was close at hand, and the words he wanted to say were immediately swallowed back.
The distance between the two was only a fist, so close that she could almost smell the cold as snow on him.
Breathe and intertwine with each other, looking at each other quietly.
Jun Qinge's heartbeat gradually accelerated, his breathing was slightly chaotic, and his eyes quickly looked away, not daring to look again.
Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color.
Such a bewitching man, it's no wonder that she can't resist.
At that moment, she was almost drowning in that deep pool, if it weren't for the powerful spiritual power she had cultivated in her previous life, she would have lost her soul.
Jun Qinge was worried in his heart, could this man have soul hooking skills?
"Oh? Can you resist the soul of the deity? ”
The man's slender eyebrows were raised slightly, his fingers twisted forcefully across her face, and his ice eyes narrowed dangerously.
A fine layer of cold sweat formed on Jun Tingge's back, and he had to pretend to be stupid, "What are the immortals talking about?" The little woman didn't understand ......"
"Don't you understand......
The slightly raised tail note had more unclear oppression, and a strong sense of crisis made Jun Tingge subconsciously slap his hand away and retreat again and again.
The temperature in the surroundings dropped suddenly.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
His heartbeat seemed to burst out of his chest, looking at the man in front of him who exuded a compelling chill, Jun Tingge's throat tightened slightly.