Heaven Defying Dark Empress

The fat and fluffy tips stood up, and the hair exploded, and the small body swelled in a circle.

It also seemed a bit unexpected to someone here.

The silver-haired young man was dressed in black and a dark blood-red cloak, standing by the water.

He slowly turned his eyes back, and after looking at the girl covered in blood, the tip of his handsome eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes blinked in a daze, and a look of surprise flashed quickly in his green pupils, and it seemed that he was still a little other incomprehensible emotions.

Mu Tianyin lowered her eyes, looked at the ground, and gritted her teeth secretly with a headache. When the silver-haired man turned around and looked over, she quickly turned around with her hands on the tree trunk.

Didn't see it, didn't see it, definitely didn't see it.

She closed her eyes lightly, whispering in her heart.

She just turned around, and as soon as her foot stepped out, she bumped into a hard wall that was like fire, her nose was almost broken, and she, who was already seriously injured, was so shaken that her head was buzzing. There was an empty sound.

He bared his fat and thin fangs, and covered his eyes with two claws.

It can no longer bear to look at that embarrassing picture.

"It's you."

The silver-haired man's chuckle came from next to his ear.

She changed her clothes and put on a mask, and the moment they looked at each other, he recognized her at a glance.

Mu Tianyin really coughed up a trace of blood this time, and the corners of her pale mouth overflowed with bright red.

She stumbled and leaned back on the tree trunk next to her, barely able to stabilize her figure, raised her eyes to look into the blue sea, and could only cry and laugh without tears, "It's a coincidence." After finishing speaking I still don't forget the teasing voice, "It seems that we are quite destined."

How can I meet him everywhere?

The silver-haired man put his arms around his chest, looked up and down at the bruised girl in front of him, smiled and said nothing.

Mu Tianyin looked at the silver-haired man in front of her. Even though she didn't care much about appearance, she couldn't help but look at her more. It was really unimaginable that a man could be so beautiful.

Three points cold, seven points demon.

Two points are deep, eight points are evil.

It's like a silver lotus blooming in the raging fire under the sky.

Standing alone in the world, alone and unparalleled.

After a while, the silver-haired man curled his lips and followed the teasing voice with a half-smile, "However, every time I see you, you seem to be in a little... well, a little bit bad."

Although he used the word "poor", but the green pupil swept her ragged clothes up and down, as if she had been soaked in blood, the meaning was self-evident.

"Oh, yes."

Mu Tianyin also looked him in the eyes lightly, with a feeble perfunctory voice.

She silently lowered her eyes, her squirming and chapped lips, she couldn't help but let out a series of coughs as soon as she opened her mouth. After she stabilized, she raised her eyes to meet her again, "I didn't know you were here, I was the one who bothered you."

After finishing speaking, she winked at Fei Fei, staggered away from the person in front of her, and left along the ancient wooden path.

This person changed his face as soon as he said it. She has experienced how difficult it is!

In the life and death stream, and outside the Qingshan Tribe, she almost surrendered her life to him twice. Although the latter's intention was to help her, her current state is really not suitable for dealing with this person.

Fatty squatted on a moss-covered rock, its black eyeballs rolled down, looked at the silver-haired man, and then at Mu Tianyin.

Then he jumped down and ran to Mu Tianyin.

The silver-haired man's eyes moved slightly, following the girl's stumbling figure.

"Hello!"

He finally spoke up and called out to her.

Mu Tianyin stopped walking, but she didn't turn her head.

She didn't have the extra strength to take care of it anymore, she raised her hand and leaned on a huge ancient tree trunk, which supported her from falling down. The blood on her back soaked her clothes and dyed the path red.

"Why don't you let me help you?" the silver-haired man asked suddenly.

His eyes deepened, and the meaning in the cold green pupils was unclear, "You are seriously injured, I can guarantee that you will not be able to walk half a mile, and don't forget that this is Yunhuang."

He leaned over slowly, his silver hair fluttering, and his red cloak fell to the ground.

Mu Tianyin frowned and stood there.

She couldn't fathom this man's thoughts at all. Last time outside the Qingshan Tribe, he did seem to have helped her, but she had no reason to convince herself that the person in front of her was safe.

"Thank you, no need."

Mu Tianyin responded lightly, and continued to walk forward.

Now she has to find a place to adjust her breathing, and she can no longer run around casually, so she can ask Feifei to find her healing herbs.

After Mu Tianyin's hand on the tree trunk left, a blood-stained palm print was left on the gray bark. Some sunlight shone through the dense tree canopy, reflecting on the bright red palm print, which was extremely dazzling .

The girl's back is in a panic, but her aloofness is still there, vaguely filled with a stubbornness that will never turn back.

In the lonely forest, there seemed to be a faint sigh.

Some headaches, some helplessness.

Mu Tianyin was walking unsteadily, suddenly her whole body lightened, her feet lifted off the ground, she fell into a warm and firm embrace, and after a while of spinning around, she was firmly hugged horizontally by a pair of powerful arms!

The aura that belongs exclusively to men rushed towards her face, clear, masculine, and hot like fire, instantly invaded every pore of her body.

After the dizziness passed, by the time Mu Tianyin came to her senses, the man had already hugged her and turned away towards the waterfall.

Mu Tianyin panicked for no reason, clasped her five fingers tightly on the man's arm, "What are you doing, let go."

However, for this man, Mu Tianyin's struggle was no different from a fly shaking a tree, not to mention that she was seriously injured, her condition could be said to be dying, and even her serious and cold voice seemed limp and weak.

"You might as well say a few words less and save some energy to use elsewhere." The silver-haired man's mouth curved gracefully, and he spoke lazily.

He walked slowly, pacing slowly in the path among the forests, the red cloak spreading like a raging fire.

Mu Tianyin choked, her originally pale complexion turned red from his choking.