Yan Shao's heart set off fireworks

Chapter 84 Slapping the face is cool!
Because they were playing the same character, Zhuo Muyu and Zhuo Wanting wore exactly the same clothes.

With Zhuo Wanting's jewels in front of them, everyone thought that seeing Zhuo Muyu wearing it would not make any sense, but they didn't expect that Zhuo Muyu, who was dressed in red like blood, would make people's eyes shine when he appeared.

It was a completely different temperament from Zhuo Wanting's gentleness, and it was not cold, but breathtaking.

It was dazzling, with a fierce beauty.

Clothes are like blood, people are like people who come out of the blood.

Her breath was gloomy and indifferent, and a little bit of blood from the murder was still splashed on that beautiful face.

She didn't hold the oil-paper umbrella that represents the classic charm, but with empty hands. She stepped forward, and every step she took brought a potential coercion to people, and the aura was fully opened!

Yes!

At this time, Xue Linglong was no longer that ignorant little girl.

She is no longer a lady of the family, and her gentleness no longer belongs to her. Hatred has worn her gentleness into a murderous aura all over her body.

But she was once a lady!
No matter how hard she tried to sharpen her eyebrows, the hidden bookishness was still there, three parts bookish, seven parts swordsmanship, this is Xue Linglong when she grows up!
She walked step by step, and then came under the big tree, leaning gently on the trunk, three parts lazy, seven parts wanton.

She spoke slowly, unlike Zhuo Wanting's wry smile, there was an evil spirit in her voice, "Abandon the darkness and turn to the light?"

Looking at her old friend, her eyes no longer had the innocence of that time, her black eyes blurred for a moment, "Then tell me, what is darkness? What is light?"

Before Li Qingzi could open her mouth, the confusion in her eyes dissipated, replaced by a touch of clarity, "Qingzi! Tell me, where were the righteous men when the nine people in Guanjiabao 210 were killed? Where? You! Where are you again?!"

Different from Zhuo Wanting's hysteria when she said this, Zhuo Muyu circled a strand of hair beside her ear with her finger when she said this, playing with it lazily, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing.

Only in the last sentence, she slightly emphasized the ending sound.

Yes!

Xue Linglong shouldn't be hysterical at this time, because in the past ten years, all her tears have been shed!
In the past ten years, she has wandered and wandered with hatred. She has seen through the warmth and coldness of people in the world, and all the artificial things are just the piano in her hand!

The heirloom of the murdered Guanjiabao 210, where all nine people died under the knife of the man in black-Linglongqin!

She had despaired when she was full of hope, and had no love in despair. Her emotions shouldn't be so superficial.

Time has polished her emotions, and she hides all emotions in her heart.

The cold wind was blowing, her figure was stubborn and lazy, the wind lifted her broken hair, she smiled mockingly: "Can't you tell?"

She dragged the red skirt and left step by step, her back was bleak.

Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks, turned her head slowly, and showed an innocent smile, "If that's the case, then I will - destroy the whole world!"

Using the most innocent smile to set off the most domineering words, this kind of extremely contrasting performance is smooth and flowing!

In this scene, Zhuo Muyu didn't cry but vividly expressed the sadness engraved in his bones.

She didn't use the method of roaring with her explosive power, but her tone was precise!

At this moment, everyone is in the game!

(End of this chapter)