Half Martial Immortal, Half Margin Monarch

Chapter 187 The Mysterious White-clothed Man
As the color of the emerald crystal faded inch by inch, Ning Xuemo also felt as if there were countless electric currents surging in her body, swimming around her, and wherever she went, she was extremely happy.

She couldn't help but run the power in her body a little faster.

After a while, she suddenly felt those currents roaring like a torrent!

She felt a sudden pain all over her body, and all the tendons seemed to burst into pain!

Even the blue veins on the forehead became thicker in an instant, jumping up and down!

She was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to slow down the speed of the suction in her body, but she didn't expect that the force didn't listen to her at all, but flowed faster and faster...

She felt like her body was like a balloon, being blown bigger and bigger without limit, as if it would explode in the next moment!
It was the first time for Ning Xuemo to feel this kind of taste, and this taste was so terrifying that she couldn't help but scream!
There was the sound of water splashing behind her, and then Ning Xuemo felt a cold air hit the back of her head. She let out a cry, fell limp to the ground, and passed out directly.

A white shadow fluttered down beside her, looking down at her.

Ning Xuemo was still covered in blood.

She had planned to wash her body after absorbing the power of the crystal just now, but she never expected to encounter such a situation...

At this moment, the blood-stained clothes were tightly attached to her body, allowing people to clearly see the shaking of her skin.

There are countless violent little snakes hidden in her skin, which fluctuate and fluctuate.

It seems that the blood vessels will burst at any time, and it looks extremely scary!
Ning Xuemo was really in a coma this time, she didn't see a man standing in front of her, a man in white.

He was dressed in a large white robe like frost in the cold moon, his silver hair fluttered behind him like a curtain, his eyes were as dark blue as the deepest ice lake, sparkling and sparkling in the moonlight, it seemed that one glance could freeze a person's entire blood.

His facial features are like the most perfect jade carving in the hands of God, and any adjectives to describe him are pale and powerless.

The moon in the sky seemed ashamed the moment he appeared, and hid in the clouds, hiding half of his face.

The man stood beside Ning Xuemo just like that, the wind lifted his white robe and whistled in Ning Xuemo's ear.

Clothes are fluttering and the wind is blowing, as if the fairy trail is in a dream.

The beauty of this man's face would make even a Fairy of Yaochi feel ashamed and dare not stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

If this face is shown in front of the world, all the women will be crazy about it, and all the men will want to commit suicide by jumping into the river.Even if it doesn't commit suicide, it's still a broken sleeve...

What's even more rare is that although this person's face is extremely beautiful, there is no trace of femininity, and his whole body seems to be shrouded in clouds and fog.

He was clearly standing in front of his eyes, yet it was hard to see clearly, it was so unpredictable.

His temperament is very light and cold, and he doesn't seem to take anything to heart, and nothing can make him take to heart.

He lowered his eyes to look at Ning Xuemo, who was lying there in a dirty state, and frowned slightly. Obviously, he disliked her messy and dirty body...

But if he doesn't care about her anymore, her life will be in danger immediately, and she will explode like that strange dragon, and give her life here!

"Idiot!" He spit out two words softly, leaned down to help Ning Xuemo sit up, and inevitably rubbed blood on his hands again.

His fingertips curled slightly, as if he wanted to use some kind of spell to clean her up first, but after a short pause, he seemed to have some scruples and gave up, and a faint white light appeared from his fingertips...

(End of this chapter)