There was a hint of enchantment in the tone, but also a hint of complacency. (Fiction Network)

This extremely disdainful sentence made Ye Wushang's eyes flash with surprise.

Looking into her indifferent eyes, the pain submerged in her body deepened, the pain was still the pain of love, but Ye Wushang still didn't say a word, he still stood where he was, not moving half a step.

Bearing this boundless pain.

The pain is like a tide, and the pain is like a sea. [

"Because you are just a plaything in my eyes, and now, I have abandoned you."

Luo Yiran hooked his lips into a smile, with cold hatred on his raised lips.

"Is it"

Ye Wushang froze suddenly, looked down, and slowly looked at the palm of his right hand. A mass of black marks spread rapidly to the surroundings, and the suppressed poison began to spread again.

Seeing the spread of the toxin, Luo Yiran smiled lowly, "It's a pity, you won't live long."

After saying this, Luo Yiran felt a strong wind coming towards him.

Before I could see clearly, I felt my fingers being held in the palm of my hand by a pair of cold hands.

It was strangely cold, but one could feel a hot burning sensation.

Luo Yiran was taken aback, as if he didn't expect Ye Wushang to have such vigor.

Being so close, Luo Yiran could smell the faint smell of medicine on his body.

This man once made her obsessed, and also fascinated her once.

But seeing him like this now, her heart just can't stop.

Look, it's almost painful to die.

In this flash of thought, Luo Yiran felt that his fingers were firmly lifted up.

Meeting those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, my heart skipped a beat.

Faintly, it seems that something is wrong, but nothing can be said.

Luo Yiran wanted to withdraw his hand, but suddenly, he felt powerless.

The more she moved, the tighter Ye Wushang's grip was, but his arms remained motionless as if frozen, a smile flashed across his pupils, he looked carefully at the slender fingers, as if he was examining something, and finally Hearing Ye Wushang sighed lowly, looking at Luo Yiran in front of him, a flash of clarity flashed across his pupils, "These ten fingers are really flawless..."

It seems to be confirming something, and it seems to be thinking about something. [

Luo Yiran was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Looking at his hand in surprise, he didn't know what he meant by that.

Compared with the original hands, her hands are already rough, and there are thick calluses on them, so there is nothing perfect.

Ye Wushang withdrew his hand, that mysterious smile made Luo Yiran feel that he had missed something.

What did she miss, why did she feel weird.

Of course Luo Yiran didn't know that Luo Liuling was crushed by the avalanche.

Because only Luo Liuling and Ye Wushang knew about this matter.

Moreover, Luo Liuling's hands and fingertips were indeed injured, ice and snow injuries.

The fingertips are all slightly twisted, although they cannot be seen, but upon closer inspection, there is still a difference.

With just this one glance, Ye Wushang had an affirmative answer in his heart.

"It's nothing, look at these murderous hands." After saying that, he turned around, Ye Wushang's white robe fluttered slightly, and the jade belt on Ye Wushang's waist was even more dazzling.

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