It's too hard to chase after the demon concubine

Chapter 8
Yun Qianruo suddenly became agitated, and stretched out his hand to touch his neck, and the soul that flew out of Jiuxiaoyun instantly returned to its place.

damn it!She was actually bewitched by his eyes!Even the three souls and seven souls almost ran away from home!

The corner of Yun Qianruo's mouth twitched, and she narrowed her eyes to look at him.

A ferocious silver ghost face cuts off the people's probing eyes, making it impossible to see the demeanor and voice beneath the ghost face.The perfectly lined chin is as white as jade, slightly sharp, making one involuntarily think of the elf prince in the dark night.

At this moment, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a cold arc, and his eyes were coldly looking at her, Yun Qianruo couldn't help but have a slight illusion, as if the man in front of him was cold all over his body, his eyes, his voice, his breath , everything is without temperature.

How can such a strange coldness look like a person?
In the blink of an eye, a figure flashed in Yun Qianruo's mind, dressed in black clothes that cut off life and death, with a pair of mysterious and deep purple eyes!

That's the man she saw in the desert city before her bizarre journey, the man who sat up from the jade coffin!
In an instant, Yun Qianruo's heart rippled thousands of feet.

"It's actually you! Did you really cheat? Or, are you a ghost at all?"

Can any normal person climb out of the coffin?

Her answer was a moment of silence, and the temperature in the air dropped a lot!

The corner of Yun Qianruo's mouth twitched slightly, "I didn't insult you either! As for wanting to freeze him to death every minute?"

As soon as the words fell, the coldness in the air increased sharply, and there was also a frightening murderous aura mixed in!
Yun Qianruo shuddered and stretched out her hand to tighten the clothes on her body, but she also discovered a fact.

The ice-like man in front of him couldn't move!
The martial artist's nature is particularly sensitive to murderous intent, he really wants to kill her!It's a pity...

"You're so arrogant when you can't move?" Yun Qianruo rolled her eyes, raised her eyebrows and looked at him with eagerness to try, "Tell me, what will happen if this girl really molested you or molested you? Death? Or..."

"you dare!"

Before she finished speaking, the wind blew cold air, and the two words as cold as ice fell by her ears. It was still a flat voice without a trace of ups and downs, but she could hear a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Yun Qianruo laughed wildly, "I dare! Why don't I dare? Of course I dare!"

After finishing speaking, as if to prove that she was brave, Yun Qianruo reached out and touched the man's chin, smiling wickedly, "Come on, pretty boy, give me a smile!"

For a moment, Yun Qianruo had the illusion of being in a freezing hell!Not just cold, but cold!

Like the Nine Netherworld, which never sees the sun, the wind is raging everywhere, and the chill is piercing to the bone!Living people who are slightly weaker will be scared to death directly!
"Hehe...you can't laugh? It's okay, just sing a little song!" God knows how hard she laughed!Although the cold wind is biting to the bone, she wants to be full of spring breeze!Is it easy to flirt with a beautiful boy?

"Damn!"

The air was silent for a long while, and then came the two words that were as cold as ice, which made Yun Qianruo's heart tremble.

Gritting her teeth secretly, the smile on her face became more open, "How can you be damned? Beautiful men are used to tease! This girl is doing serious business!"

The ferocious face of Rakshasa ghost blocked the man's expression, and vaguely, the evil spirit in those deep purple eyes deepened a bit, and the chill in the air pierced into the heart, as if it could kill the soul and blood of a person. Freeze together.

Yun Qianruo blinked, he couldn't move, so he wanted to kill her instantly with cold air?
Looking past his tightly pursed thin lips and falling on those mysterious and cold purple eyes, Yun Qianruo stretched out her hand unconsciously as if bewitched, and lightly touched his slender eyelashes with her fingertips, "Why should you Very angry, but there is only coldness in your eyes? Could it be that all your emotions are only interpreted by coldness?"

The dreamlike whispers were like smoke and mist, as if they were asking him, or asking themselves, or as if no one was asking.

A slight wave flashed across the man's deep eyes, and in a trance, the chill in the air seemed to dissipate a bit.

Just at this time, there was another thunderclap resounding through the nine heavens, and the dazzling white light instantly tore through the darkness of the night, and everything stagnant in the air seemed to recover at this instant.

Dozens of black shadows shot towards the carriage like shooting stars in mid-air, and the man in black who was originally fixed on the carriage also lifted the curtain at the fastest speed, "Master! You—"

(End of this chapter)