The Strongest Young Grandmother

Gu Ningshuang was stunned when she saw Xia Manliu kneeling on the ground suddenly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Master, master..."

Xia Manliu has a feeling that she doesn't dare to look at the eyes of the ancient Ningshuang, and now she has a stormy sea in her heart.

At this moment, she had a feeling of trembling.

The eyes of the master just now, as if with magic power, make people involuntarily obey and obey.

It is a sense of fear from the bottom of my heart.

Powerful and intimidating.

"Speak!" Gu Ningshuang looked at Xia Manliu in surprise.

Xia Manliu stammered a little: "Master, your eyes just now were red, the blood moon color, which is the pure blood color eyes of the legendary blood queen only, the subordinates are a little scared, so..."

Gu Ningshuang listened to Xia Manliu's words, reached out and touched her eyes, were they red just now?

She has seen red eyes.

In the cave, when she saw the exact same sculpture as her, and once when she used medicine to improve her strength, she looked in the mirror and saw red eyes.

Bloody, weird demon red.

It's really scary.

She still remembered that in the story family's underground palace before, the eyes of the Queen Qingcheng she saw were like this.

"I know, it's just how to control the color of the eyes, I don't know yet, I just scared you."

"No, it was the blood in the master's eyes, which represented the arrival of the queen."

"Well, you get up first, let's take a look at the surroundings first, maybe I find the blood moon beads, and many memories will be restored." She knew what was going on, and maybe she could also know how to control the color of her eyes.

You can't always show up with red eyes, it's really easy to be scary.

Gu Ningshuang seemed to be able to faintly feel the breath of the Blood Moon Pearl, so she walked in one direction, and as she walked, a voice suddenly sounded in Gu Ningshuang's ear.

It's a familiar voice.

"Shuang'er, Shuang'er..."

The sound of calling is ethereal and gentle, and the voice is low and pleasant, but it can tug at Gu Ningshuang's heartstrings.

Gu Ningshuang was shocked.

This is Ye Luo Yunhuang's voice.

It's him, it's him calling her.

"Yunhuang, Yunhuang..."

Gu Ningshuang moved in the direction of the voice excitedly.

She ran quickly and called Yun Huang's name.

"Shuang'er, I'm here, here..."

Suddenly, a white mist appeared not far from Gu Ningshuang's eyes, and in the white mist was the figure of Ye Luo Yunhuang.

He stood there quietly, his whole being as beautiful as a poem and painting.

The wind blew gently, blowing the corners of his clothes, making him as elegant as a fairy.

He looked towards her, his eyes so gentle, like water.

When Gu Ningshuang met such eyes, she seemed to be immersed in such eyes.

"Yunhuang, you remember me, do you remember me?" When Gu Ningshuang said these words, her voice was a little choked.

Although she has always been strong and made her work hard to become stronger, she actually has a vulnerable side in her heart.

When facing Ye Luo Yunhuang, she can't help showing her fragile inner side.

Only then did she dare to indulge her emotions and let herself cry.

"Silly Shuang'er, how can I forget you, I'm here, come, come here..."

This voice was so gentle, as if it could heal all the sadness in Gu Ningshuang's heart, and with a soothing breath, let her walk towards him uncontrollably.