It adds a charming 'color', and the blue 'color' is like the sea's 'color' pupils, as if it will be sucked in if you don't pay attention to it.

The blue 'color' pupil is a very common 'color' in the Western continent, but his is different, and Mu Xiaofeng can't tell where the difference is, only that the color of his pupils is deeper and more pure, which will make people have an urge to dig it down and collect it.

Isolated from all the people, Mo Chenye was walking towards Mu Xiaofeng step by step, Mu Xiaofeng stood in place and looked at him blankly, that picture has an indescribable sense of beauty and peacekeeping, his figure is very slender, with a scattered silver thread, blue 'color' pupils and a peerless handsome 'Yan', living like a character who came out of the painting, so beautiful that it is not real, but he is a real existence.

"Xiaofeng, long time no see!" Mo Chenye gave her a big hug, it hadn't been long since they were last at the auction venue......

"It turns out that you are the Holy Son of the Temple of Light." It was a lie to say that she was not surprised, and when she knew that he was the Holy Son of the Temple of Light, she was really taken aback.

"I'm sorry, Xiangfan, no, Xiaofeng, I didn't tell you my true identity at the time."

"It doesn't matter, you are you, whether you are the Holy Son of the Temple of Light, or you are just a commoner, in my mind you are you, the Mo Chenye I know." Mu Xiaofeng said these words very seriously, in her mind, she only regarded Mo Chenye as an ordinary person, a friend, nothing more than identity.

"Yes." Mo Chenye 'revealed' a smile, his smile really 'spent' the eyes of everyone present, perhaps, the night waning moon is not as good as Mo Chenye, the holy son of the Temple of Light, the man of the night waning moon is too 'yin' cold, cruel and bloodthirsty, and the smile that 'revealed' is only a bloodthirsty and cruel smile, where can there be such a gentle smile of Mo Chenye.

So, in their minds, the two have been compared.

That is, the Holy Son of the Temple of Light, Mo Chenye, is even better.

"Holy Son, this is ......" Someone stepped forward to talk to Mo Chenye, Mo Chenye has a very good temper and is very gentle, they also like to talk to him, coupled with his bright identity on the floor of the Temple of Light, there are more people around him.

made the originally cold corner instantly lively, and Mu Xiaofeng was asked again.

When she was still with Ye Wanyue just now, she had already been asked about her identity once, and this time standing by Mo Chenye's side, these people came to ask again.

If you want to tie up the relationship, you don't have to use her as a shield, Mo Chenye smiled and glanced down at Mu Xiaofeng, with a smile on his eyebrows, he is really a gentle and casual man.

He opened his mouth, and was about to say that Mu Xiaofeng was his friend, but Mu Xiaofeng took the lead, and his cold and requisitioned voice was particularly unique in this venue, "I'm Mu Xiaofeng!" ”

didn't use the identity of a viscount, nor did she release her grandfather's resounding name, the night waning moon, she didn't borrow his fame, let alone Mo Chenye, how could she allow her name to be added to someone else's name!

She is her, she is Mu Xiaofeng, one day, she will make a name for herself on this continent, she doesn't have to attach herself to anyone, she is just Mu Xiaofeng, she is Mu Xiaofeng, who is not anyone.