Chapter 673 Master
Tick ​​tock.

There was a bloody smell coming from his nostrils, and there were a few ticking sounds in his ears. Yun Qianlan shook his head, stared at it, and was instantly stunned.

The thick blood stained half of the sky red, blood flowed into rivers on the gray-black land, and piles of bones piled up. It was conceivable what kind of terrifying war had just been experienced.

But it wasn't this scene that shocked Yun Qianlan.

It was the scene that once appeared in her dream.

The man in snow was holding a long sword and pointing at the dying woman in red lying on the ground, bleeding from the corner of her mouth. Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, the aura of grief and despair was gradually spreading to her side.

"His Royal Highness was born with honor and is the only heir to the Demon Realm." The woman in red looked at the sky, muttering to herself, even though she was covered in blood, she was still proud.

"Even if you die, I will take you to hell to atone for the sins of thousands of people in my Demon Realm!"

The long sword of the snow-clothed man did not stop at all. After she finished speaking, he raised the long sword, and in a flash, the long sword pierced into the woman's heart.

The corners of the woman's lips were still smiling, her proud and flamboyant smile filled her eyes, blood and tears flowed slowly, "...I swear by the soul of the only heir to the royal family, even if my soul is scattered and I die, I will curse you."

"Eternal life, never to be loved!"

Rampant laughter spread between heaven and earth, hoarse and desperate, lingering for a long time, until the woman's body disappeared bit by bit, and the fingers under the sleeve robe of the man in snow twitched.

Yun Qianlan frowned, thinking that the man in snow was trying to hold her back.

But in the next second, he pulled the long sword out of her heart.

Really merciless.

That woman is in pain.

Inexplicably, Yun Qianlan suddenly had this idea.

It's like being there once.

Mu Han won't show her these things for no reason, there must be something in it that she doesn't know.

Thinking, Yun Qianlan stretched her legs, ran forward, grabbed the shoulder of the snow-clothed man, saw him slowly turn his face, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Before she could even see the man's face clearly, her body was sucked into another bubble.

"Cici, what about the candied haws you promised to bring me? You won't forget it, will you?"

The little girl in the light blue skirt was striding forward with two short legs, but one of them didn't stand still and rushed forward.

A pair of strong hands caught her, and a cold voice came, "How grown up, I can't even walk well."

The little girl snuggled into the man's arms, rolled up her sleeves and patted her stomach, "I want candied haws."

The man had no choice but to put down her sleeves, "How many times have I told you that this is not allowed in front of men. Also, you should call me Master."

"But words are better to listen to."

"Etiquette can't be messed up."

The little girl pursed her mouth, what kind of etiquette, Master is an old antique.

"Master, where's the candied haws?" The little girl bit her finger and looked at him eagerly.

The man was about to give her the candied haws in his sleeve when he saw a few paw prints on the already completed painting in front of him.

His face darkened, "Look at the good deeds you have done!"

The little girl didn't even care about the candied haws this time, she jumped from the man's arms and ran away very fast.

"It's not intentional, your broken painting is not as good as my candied haws."

Seeing the little girl running wildly, Yun Qianlan couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)

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