The first goddess of pride

But it seemed that Huangfu Yunjin had already won, so Mu Xianning turned and left.

Li Xie couldn't help laughing, "You still care about that kid." If she hadn't hit that kid with a dark force just now, Huangfu Yunjin would have been knocked down.

Mu Xianning still looked indifferent, turned and left, and saw Yue Ling'er being knocked down on the way.She left the Budokan without stopping.

After leaving the Budokan, a ray of sunlight shone on her beautiful face, and a bunch of silver hair in a ponytail made her look extraordinarily neat and generous.

But her complexion was as indifferent and indifferent as if everything had nothing to do with her.

She finally waited until today.I stayed in Doutian Academy for a month, just waiting for tomorrow. Once tomorrow is over, everything will be over...including everything with that person.

In a dark room, there is a person next to the table, dressed in black, but the silver hair exudes a halo-like light in the darkness, which presents a great contrast with the gloom in the room, but it is even more creepy .

In his hand, because of the last drop of potion, the glass bottle in his hand suddenly glistened with a frightening blood-colored liquid.Mu Chongtian suddenly let out a terrifying laugh.

"Mu Xianning, let's see where you go tomorrow!" His smile was mixed with deep hatred.He finally waited until today.

He turned his head slightly sideways and said to a shadow in the dark behind him, "Don't tell mother yet, her little life, I will take care of her myself!"

The shadow froze for a moment, "Your Highness..." There was a gloomy murderous intent in his eyes. In his opinion, everything should be told to the person behind the scenes, and that person will definitely teach her the most painful lesson!

"This revenge, I must avenge it! Stolen my throne! I must take it back myself!" Mu Chongtian's eyes were already scarlet, and no one could persuade him.

And the cold-faced man behind him didn't speak in the end, it's okay, wait for his highness to avenge, and then tell the people behind the scenes, they will be the first to take the credit.

In the dark night, everything is the shadow of traps and ghosts...

Protecting the country's general's mansion.

As always, the population is thin, just because the owner of all these things hates crowds and the closeness of strangers. His heart, like the whole mansion, is dead silent and has never been opened for anyone.

Even he himself never imagined that he would be attracted to a girl who was like tough grass, and in the end he would miss it all the time, and fell into it unknowingly.

But in the end, nothing can escape fate.

liquor.There are wine jars everywhere, the smell of wine, the smell of wine.In the whole room, there was only one man who refused to get drunk no matter how much he drank.

But no matter how he drinks, his face is so handsome, even though his complexion is gloomy, he is still extraordinary handsome, his eyes are like stars, but full of wounds that no one can see during the day.

The memory was like a tide, which made him miserable, and he couldn't forget it no matter how much he wanted to.

The rough man in the memory, the stalwart figure surrounded him, with a sad face, just because he asked why he didn't have a mother.

"Shui'er, you have a mother, but she is dead..." He will always remember his father's face, it was so painful and determined, because he felt that his son should know the truth.

As a young boy, he didn't understand what death meant, so he heard his father continue to say, "Son, remember, never touch Soul Blood Moluo."