Wedding night!I tore the clothes of the God of War

Chapter 645 Maybe it's Soul Wear
Shouldn't the title of God of War be given up?
Feng Yexuan still remembers these words fresh!

He heard!
A long time ago!

No, not for a long time, just a few months ago, he heard of it!
That was, the night the dead woman married him, she was framed to drug Jin Rui, and the servants wanted to burn her to death.

The dead woman at that time was like this, standing in front of him, ignoring his anger.

Even if she has been tied tightly, even if the situation is completely unfavorable to her and she will be set on fire at any time, she can still face him without changing her face.

At that time, that's what she said: "If the lord can't even see such lies, then, should you give up the title of God of War?"

Feng Yexuan stared at Xiaoyao, his fingertips were trembling with excitement.

At this moment, he couldn't see Xiaoyao's face, but he could only see her eyes.

Those sparkling eyes.

So familiar, so charming, so addictive.

He couldn't help it suddenly, bowed his head...

Xiaoyao was so frightened that her eyes were straightened, she completely forgot to react.

The brothers were all dumbfounded, the prince is... is he going to kiss this little girl?
God!In broad daylight and in public, the prince really wants to make out with a little girl in front of them?

Leng Ji felt that he had to stop it, but for some reason, at this moment, he seemed to feel the severe pain in the prince's heart.

A kind of severe pain that is lost and found again, but very afraid of losing it again!

Because of the inexplicable sadness that passed through his heart, Leng Ji didn't react in the first moment.

Not to mention reminding the prince immediately that there are people all around here!
The distance between Feng Yexuan's face and Xiaoyao's is less than a slap.

His eyes were confused, and through her eyes, it was as if he saw a ray of soul!
But he wasn't sure.

In the past few days, his heart seemed to have died once.

He wondered if he had lost his dead woman!

The current Chu Qianli didn't have the familiar scent on him anymore.

He didn't believe that it was his dead woman, but she happened to be!

He even wanted to do everything possible to test, study, deny, deny her identity.

But she knew everything, everything about the relationship between him and the dead woman, so subtle that it was impossible for a third person to know, she knew everything.

If it wasn't for the real Chu Qianli, how could she do this?
But he really didn't believe that that woman, she might be Chu Qianli, but she wasn't his dead woman...

Very contradictory.

Contradictions to the point, let him extremely painful!

It was so painful that he didn't know how to face the woman who lived in his mansion next.

Now, he even used "that woman" to describe Chu Qianli.

The pain was extreme, but now, it has become a little numb.

Could his dead woman be a soul that passed on to another person?
Could it be Xiaoyao?

But why doesn't she recognize him?
Thin lips, only a fingertip away from Xiaoyao's lips.

The scorching hot breath made Xiao Yao's heart tremble.

This breath, why, inexplicably, became familiar?

It seems that she used to be very nostalgic...

In the astonishment of the crowd, suddenly, several horseshoes sounded from far to near.

An angry voice came suddenly: "Ye Xuan! What are you doing?"

When everyone turned their heads, they saw the depths of the dust, and one person and one horse rushed out first.

The woman was dressed in a fine attire, riding a snow-white horse, and came quickly.

That gorgeous costume dazzled everyone's eyes for an instant.

(End of this chapter)