142 Night, my name
Wait, age has something to do with strength, it doesn't seem to look good, right? Why do you have to mention this, are you a nymphomaniac?
Mu Hanyan admired himself a little, and he was still in the mood to laugh at himself at this time. Then you can't blame yourself, who called this guy who suddenly appeared so good-looking? It's really unreasonable to be handsome!
Alas, then again, the other party appeared here, obviously also for the Dragon's Blood Stone.
If she still has a chance in the face of Qu Shanhai, then in the face of this mysterious man who is obviously beyond Qu Shanhai's realm, she knows that she has no chance at all.
What kind of realm will he be? Mu Hanyan looked at the other party well. A sword master, or a higher sword master, is it a sword master?
Mu Hanyan himself was taken aback by this idea, it stands to reason that with the other party's age, it is impossible to reach the realm of the Sword Saint, but the feeling he brought to Mu Hanyan is so mysterious and special, as if he does not belong to this world, but he is standing in front of him alive.
This feeling is so wonderful and incredible, in her past life and this life, it is the first time that Mu Hanyan has such a feeling for a person she has met for the first time, so that she will have some thoughts that even she feels incredible.
While Mu Hanyan looked at the other party, the man also looked at Mu Hanyan.
Time passed minute by minute, and his gaze was like a bottomless pool, and like a vast and endless starry sky, with no end in sight. Under his gaze, Mu Hanyan even had a feeling of being seen through, which made her feel very uneasy, and she even wanted to throw down the dragon's blood stone horse and leave, how far away from him.
But at this moment, the man suddenly took a step forward and slowly walked towards Mu Hanyan step by step. An inexplicable huge pressure made fine beads of sweat appear on Mu Hanyan's forehead.
Mu Hanyan took two steps back in shock.
The man frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied with something.
Mu Hanyan gritted her teeth, resisted the pressure, and stood in place, watching the man approach her step by step, closer and closer, closer and closer......
Mu Hanyan didn't notice it, she stood still and didn't retreat, and the man didn't frown.
My life is resting, and Mu Han is wailing. What kind of death will it be today? Can I ask for a more decent death? Don't slap me to death with a scabbard, it's too ugly.
But the man walked up to him, stopped, and looked at her face so fixedly.
Mu Hanyan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the man, and after looking at the man's deep eyes, Mu Hanyan's heart trembled.
A wonderful feeling of indescribability welled up in my heart.
Déjà vu?
No, no, she hadn't seen this man at all, she was pretty sure that she hadn't seen this man in her previous life or in this life, absolutely not.
But what about this strange feeling of the heart?
"Mu Hanyan. Suddenly, the man spoke softly and slowly called out Mu Hanyan's name.
Mu Hanyan was stunned, looking at the man, surprised. How could he have known his name, and was it his own delusion to call out his name in such a tone that seemed to be in a state of taste?
"Nightshade. The corners of the man's mouth suddenly hooked up a touch of arc, and this shallow smile made Mu Hanyan lose his mind in an instant.
Why, a man looks so good when he laughs?
Wait, what does that mean?
"Huh?" Mu Hanyan wondered.
The man glanced at Mu Hanyan again, then put away the shallow smile, the handsome face became cold again, and then with a slight touch of his feet, he immediately flew up and swept away into the distance.