It's too hard to chase after the demon concubine

Chapter 1275 It's Better To Forget
Just don't come here to seek revenge!
She doesn't want to fight a ghost...

Just when Yun Qianruo was slandering in his heart, the man suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her. From a distance, the light in his eyes penetrated the boundless wind and snow, crossed the long and long night, and silently fell on Yun Qianruo. Looking at her quietly like that, but it didn't seem to be looking at her, just looking over her figure to the boundless void.

The reason why Yun Qianruo felt this way was because those eyes were too bleary, as if she had fallen into a vast illusion at first glance, there was nothing but endless emptiness and mistiness.

She had never seen such a pair of eyes before. When she stared at them, she felt that they were nothingness. The power of the soul!

Yun Qianruo hurriedly closed her eyes, and shook her head forcefully, "Damn it!" What a pair of wicked eyes!Looking at it further, she might be possessed by evil spirits!

Although she has never met the legendary hypnotist, she has a feeling that the eyes of that person must be hypnotized!
"Well! It's better to be careful!"

Thinking so in her heart, Yun Qianruo nodded slowly, then opened her eyes, but was almost scared out of her wits by the pure white snow figure in front of her!
"Mother! When did you come here!"

Yun Qianruo immediately took a step away, looked at the man in front of her with a ghostly face, and felt a slander in her heart: She just closed her eyes and opened them again, and this man was actually standing in front of her!

Unable to help but glance at the place where the man was standing, Yun Qianruo silently twitched the corners of her mouth: God!At this speed, no one would believe that he is not a ghost!Anyway, she doesn't believe it...

Perhaps, the man saw Yun Qianruo kept staring at him with a strange expression, so he opened his mouth, his voice was just like his own, ethereal and ethereal, like the flying snow falling all over the sky.

"What are you afraid of?"

Suddenly hearing his voice, Yun Qianruo froze for a moment, glanced at him, pointed at herself, "Are you talking to me?"

Vaguely, the man seemed to frowned, but it seemed that this was just an illusion.

He stared at Yun Qianruo faintly, and hummed in a vague and empty voice.

Yun Qianruo curled her lips slightly, a little disapprovingly, "Who is scared? Which eye of yours sees me scared?"

Not to mention that it doesn't have to be a ghost, even if it is really a ghost, it is still a beautiful ghost!For the sake of the beauty of this prosperous age, ghosts don't care!

The man didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, but saw her look a little weird, and frowned slightly, "It's so late, you don't sleep, what are you doing standing here?"

He was obviously asking, but the voice was as calm as the water in an ancient well, without any ripples.

Yun Qianruo rolled her eyes silently, pointed to the top of her head, "I'm here to watch the moon!"

The sky is vast and the night is as dark as ink. Where does the moon come from?
However, the man didn't look up at the sky, and his expression didn't fluctuate in the slightest when he heard her nonsense, but his eyes lightly glanced at the flagon at her feet, and he frowned imperceptibly.

Yun Qianruo followed his gaze and glanced at the jug at her feet, curled her lips, "Why? Want to rob? Too bad it's gone!"

After Fang finished speaking, he heard the man's ethereal voice ringing in his ears, and there was an indescribably distant desolation in the boundless wind and snow.

"If memory is a pain, it is better to forget."

(End of this chapter)