Chapter 41 Gift from a Beautiful Boy [3]

How could her hand be colder than a wounded person?
"I got hurt a little, but it's not a big problem, just rest for a while." He withdrew his hand, took a step back, and stared down at her small face.

She looked up, and couldn't help but sigh, it's a miracle that there are such people who are like exiled immortals in this world.

"As far as this face is concerned, these scars have accumulated over the years, and some of them overlap. It is a bit difficult to completely restore the original appearance."

Hearing what he said, she subconsciously reached out to touch her face, and then clicked softly, "It looks quite imposing, doesn't it?"

A 13-year-old girl is just at the age of the blooming season. The pursuit of beauty should be the most vigorous time in the whole life, but she is so teasing about herself, and she also reveals it without concealing it. It's really not like 13 old.

What she said to herself surprised the handsome man.

"However, if it can be cured, it is naturally the best. The wound on this face was not brought out from the mother's womb, but man-made. Since I, Linghu Qianxue, have lived again, I must cleanse the past and welcome a new future. "

Her qi deficiency is still a little weak, but her voice is sonorous.

The handsome man looked at her knife-scarred face with a half-smile, and did not look away. Instead, there was a gleam of interest in his starry eyes, but he saw her tender red lips parted.

"Is there any way to remove the scars? If there is a chance, I will collect them along the way."

By the way... This word is very interesting to use, the handsome man smiled lightly, this time he laughed out loud, his laughter was like a cello, with a bewildering string sound, a little bit palpitating.

But this confusion is not the aura of the mundane world, but another ethereal spirit that is isolated from the world, like the dull sound echoing in the empty valley, it shakes people's hearts for no reason.

Damn, it doesn't matter if you are outstanding, even the voice and laughter are so deceptive, it should be the bewitching charm of the world, but it gives people a sense of solemnity in a Buddhist temple... It's so fucking amazing Feeling very suffocated.

Suddenly, her chin was lifted by a big cold palm. She was not used to being touched by others, so she frowned subconsciously, thinking that she would feel very disgusted, but unexpectedly found that the feeling of being touched by him was not the same. Not disgusting.

His star pupils were crystal clear, without any impurities, so clean that no one would be disgusted.

Lotus is usually used to describe a woman, but Qianxue felt that only the person in front of her was worthy of the temperament of a lotus.

Get out of the mud without dyeing, licking and not demon.

He, the only person she saw who could stand up to this sentence, unexpectedly turned out to be a man!
"Many of the colors are black. It seems that the person who harmed you at the beginning smeared poison on the knife, which shows that he is very determined to destroy your true face." He nodded, and the breath from his thin lips gently brushed against her. face.

"It's not going to be easy to recover."

Immediately, a smell rushed over...

Not bad breath!

It is a kind of fresh breath, like lotus but not lotus, like fragrance but not fragrance... But it is clean and refreshing, just like the kind of cleanliness from a lifetime ago.

It's really a wonderful breath.

"Who the hell are you?" She asked inquiringly.

"Wuxian," he took a step back, always answering any question, "a person who has no past and future."

(End of this chapter)

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