I lost my horse after agreeing to a divorce with the crazy villain

Chapter 1820
Yan Wu suppressed his doubts.

The wind blew her hair to her face. She stretched out her hand to play with the strands of hair on her fingertips. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at the man in black with a smile.

"I don't know how to call the distinguished guest?"

She spoke and smiled sweetly. She was very beautiful in red clothes, but her eyes were also shining with brilliance.

In this summer, the grass was long and the orioles were flying, and colorful flowers were blooming along the roadside. However, these flowers lost their color as her beautiful eyes moved around.

The man in black glanced at her.

Yan Wu saw that there was no strange color on his face, probably a demon like him would not pay attention to beauty.

She laughed in her heart, feeling that she was too confident and thought she could confuse this demon.

She picked a flower on the roadside and smelled it at the tip of her nose. Her body was light and agile.

The red dress was flying in layers, and occasionally a corner slipped away from his side.

Although he didn't look at her, his lowered eyes were focused on her shadow on the ground.

The shadow was stretched diagonally.

Because of her every move, the shadow overlapped or cuddled with his shadow from time to time.

He replied: "Whatever."

Hearing this, Yan Wu turned his head slightly and looked at him.

"Calling you the Lord of the Abyss? Or Mo Tianyan? Or, Lord Demon Dragon?"

She spoke word by word, softly and slowly. Although there was a smile on her face, her eyes did not miss any expression on the demon's face.

To her surprise, there was no expression on the demon's face from beginning to end.

On the contrary, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that the devil's facial features were too perfect.

The eyelashes are long and slightly curled, the narrow eyes are deep and dark, the nose is like hanging gallbladder, and the lips are as bright as rose petals.

The facial features are as clear and smooth as fine carving.

Probably because he hasn't seen the sun for a long time, his skin is very white, so white that there is no trace of blood.

But maybe it was because of the porcelain-like whiteness that made his sharp and angular facial features look a bit weak like a storm.

Moreover, he walked with the dignity and calmness of a superior person, not like a miserable monster sealed in the abyss.

Perhaps feeling her gaze, he raised his eyes and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Yan Wu replied subconsciously: "Look at how good-looking you are."

After saying this, I felt a little embarrassed.

Just as he was about to argue, he saw the corners of his lips raised slightly, and there seemed to be sarcasm in his eyes.

"The Immortal Lord will be getting married soon. I haven't had time to say congratulations yet."

Is this a mockery of the person she is about to get married to, and is she still hooking up with someone?
Yan Wu saw that his face was finally filled with emotions and was no longer in the ice-like prop state. Not only was he not angry at his sarcasm, but he laughed.

She said: "You don't have to be so polite, my name is Yan Wu."

After a pause and no response from him, he asked again: "What about you? Do you have a name?"

The man in black said: "When will you get married?"

Yan Wu thought his tone was weird, because this guy's background was too scary, she always had to think about his short words several times.

"Three days later."

"Oh, I will give you a big gift then."

When Yan Wu heard this, his expression changed slightly.

So is this demon planning to attack Fenggui Mountain or the fairy world in three days?

Yan Wu looked at him again.

She was considering taking action at this moment. She should have some confidence in facing this demon.

"Thank you for your trouble, distinguished guest." She said with a smile on her face: "It's just that your guest, it's my turn, the head of the house, to greet you and entertain you well. There is no need for your distinguished guest to bother to present gifts."

"Sweep the couch to welcome you?"

Yan Wu nodded: "Of course."

(End of this chapter)