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Chapter 6 Questioning Identity
Yan Jiaoran in the past was also terrified by the other party's aura when they first met, but after so many years of struggling in the last days, Yan Jiaoran felt that King Jin was not so scary anymore.

Isn't it cold and ruthless to reject people thousands of miles away?

Isn't it just the bloody aura from killing many people?

Although she has a system to help, it is not uncommon for zombies to be hacked.

Even if they were living dead, they were still human beings. When the head of the first zombie was cut off, Yan Jiaoran was no longer the cowardly and cowardly Yan Jiaoran before.

What's more, she personally killed those living people who wanted to take advantage of her.

Therefore, Yan Jiaoran still admired the King Jin who looked like this—compared with those who only knew how to recite poems and write poems, such a man could give her a sense of security.

Jin Wang was wearing the groom's red wedding dress, but he didn't have any warmth and joy, but only gave people a blood-like gloomy look.The tall body stood at the door, and the cold night wind blew the corners of King Jin's clothes, making him look like a demon king in the night - making people shudder and frightened but could not help but crawl at his feet.

Such an outstanding person, no matter how fierce his reputation outside, is not worthy of a nobody like himself.

But just to celebrate the grandmother, the verbal marriage contract of the previous generation, and the cousin mistakenly believed in rumors to find someone to marry on her behalf, the two were tied together by accident.

This is not a beautiful story of a sparrow turning into a phoenix and a prince falling in love with Cinderella.

At least Cinderella still has a pretty face, but Yan Jiaoran has nothing.

No matter in terms of appearance, identity, or background, King Jin has been wronged. No wonder everyone is angry, unwilling, and watching a good show, but no one sincerely wishes.

After all, although King Jin was shunned by people because of his reputation as the "King of Blood Demon", at least he had a perfect and outstanding childhood sweetheart who devoted himself wholeheartedly to him.

King Jin glanced coldly at Yan Jiaoran's face that was covered with a thick layer of makeup but still looked ordinary, his deep eyes fell on the hipa on the ground, and he didn't say a word.

The cold wind howled in through the open door behind him, blowing the arm-thick red candle upside down, flickering, making the handsome but gloomy King Jin even more like Shura.

"My lord, come in quickly, and be careful not to catch the cold." Yan Jiaoran was surprised that she could say such words so calmly, although her hands hidden in the sleeves of her large coat had unconsciously clenched into fists.

King Jin didn't respond, he just closed the door with his hands, and then strode to sit opposite the wedding bed.

King Jin looked at this woman who had just married him... or a girl in terms of stature.

A very thin figure, dressed in layers of red wedding clothes, looks like a child who steals an adult's clothes; with a big bun on his head, and golden jewelry, it only gives people a feeling of being at any time. The weird feeling that it would break her neck; the palm-sized face was painted with extremely thick makeup, and the heavy powder made her face look weird and stiff.

But she didn't seem to be afraid of him.

Although the voice that just spoke was small, there was clearly no vibrato.

Even if he looked like he could strangle her with one hand.

Interesting, this is the first time he has encountered a stranger acting like this in front of him - but, it is not what he cares about now.

King Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, which made him look even more gloomy: "You are not Yan Jiaoyue, who are you?"

(End of this chapter)