Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Beautiful Man Bursts from the Sky

Then, at the last moment of her fall, she saw a face as handsome as a celestial man, but before she could take a closer look, she completely fainted.

The boiling streets were completely cooled, and I felt that the wind was gusting, making people feel that their hearts were frozen and they couldn't breathe.

This gloomy chill emanated from a man in a purple phoenix shirt, his long hair was unrestrained, and his purple brocade robe was loose, not even a jade belt was tied.

No one saw how he came, but the purple shadow in front of him flickered, and he landed next to the seriously injured woman, and helped her who was about to fall down in time.

But since he saw the wounds on the woman's body, he had become terrible, and even the light of the sun had been pressed alive by him to the clouds, and the streets were so quiet that even the sound of the leaves could be heard.

I don't know whose child cried all of a sudden, crying louder and louder, and the more he cried, the more scared he became.

The boy in the purple phoenix shirt stood up with the woman in his arms and turned his face...... His handsome face suffocated all the people on the street, only to see him glance at the crying child, and as soon as he raised his hand, the child's crying stopped abruptly, and the child was still crying, but he could no longer make a sound.

He walked back with Hanamichi Snow in his arms, and the crowd took the initiative to make way for him, so respectful that he saw the Ninety-Five Supreme, no one knew who this man was, but everyone knew in their hearts that the kingly aura exuded by this person must be the dragon and phoenix among people.

Finally, Hanamichi Yuki waited for the hero to save the beauty, but it came a little late.

The melodious sound of Xiao came into the ears of Hanamichi Xue, and she suddenly opened her sharp eyes, and the eyes were silk white gauze mosquito nets, and there was a faint fragrance of mast flowers in the air.

She wanted to move, but she tore at the wounds on her body, only to find that she was wrapped in gauze like a mummy.

Xiao Sheng came from the window, Hanamichi Xue barely turned his head, and saw a handsome beautiful man sitting in front of the window, blowing a cold jade Xiao, the purple phoenix shirt light gauze cover was loosely draped over him, the shirt was half open, revealing half of the wheat pectoral muscles of his arms.

The moonlight shone in, illuminating his perfect side face, the evening breeze blew away the green silk hanging from his waist, and the white mast flowers outside the window were in full bloom, and the breeze blew, and two or three petals fell on his shoulders and forehead, which was as beautiful as a dream.

Hanamichi Xue closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the fairy-like beautiful man was still in front of the window, still so beautiful that it was unreal.

"Are you a human or an immortal?" Hanamichi Snow asked.

The beautiful man only cared about blowing his Xiao, and his heart was not distracted, and he didn't seem to hear the sound of Hanamichi Xue.

But Hanamichi Xue knew that he heard it, but he didn't care, such an ethereal person, his martial arts cultivation would not be low, even if there was a little movement, he could feel it.

The moment she woke up, he knew.

Han Yuxiao's timbre is ethereal, like others, but the music is not very good, like a depressing person by the neck.

"Are you blowing music or killing people, it's so ugly." Hanamichi Snow was hungry, and he didn't have the heart to listen to him finish playing this song that was so depressing that it could make people suicidal.

Xiao Sheng stopped abruptly, and the beautiful man turned his head to look at the bright moon outside the window and said faintly: "Requiem, what else can you do if you don't use it to kill people?" ”

Hanamichi Snow smoked, this broken tune is really used to kill.

"Who are you, where am I, I am hungry, but I have something to eat." Hanamichi Xue didn't talk nonsense with him, and now she had to figure out whether she was rescued or fell into another tiger's mouth.