The Deadly Hitwoman: A Lady With Special Abilities

Lianwu naturally noticed Bai Xueruo's gaze, but, unlike Xiaoxue’s instinctive alertness, he immediately felt the woman’s unusualness, and at the first time, he guessed her. Identity.

Xiaoxue might not understand what they said in the Life and Death Village, but he understood clearly.

Bai Xueruo.

This woman can only be Bai Xueruo.

As for why she looked at him like this, and why she vomited blood, this was not something he had to care about. He held Xiaoxue tightly, thinking about how to leave this place of right and wrong quickly. In case of a fight, even though he is not Bai Xueruo's opponent, with his strength, there is no problem to escape. But he still carries the little blood, and he can't let the little blood be injured.

Therefore, Lianwu was quite shameless, and when Bai Xueruo didn't know what to do in a daze, she was holding Xiaoxue and quickly planned to drive away. Please remember my URL:

All things like morality are taken as examples. At this time, life is most important.

However, how could Bai Xueruo give Lianwu a chance to escape.

At the moment when Lianwu was about to take her legs, she suddenly shouted at him,

What she shouted was,

"Master, you are finally back."

Her voice was choked and misty, she didn't seem to be talking, and even in that voice, there was a sense of etherealness that seemed to be in a dream.

But her voice has a heartbreaking feeling of heartbreak, as if there is too much affection in that voice.

She said, Master, you are finally back.

With just such a sentence, Lian Wu, who had never had any heart-lung exercises, stopped, and quickly flashed a piece of memory that seemed to belong to him and did not seem to belong to him.

The master sounded familiar like a knock in his heart.

Although, he didn't know whether he, as the ghost king, had any intentions.

He looked at Bai Xueruo.

Bai Xueruo stood on the spot, her white clothes surpassing the snow seemed to merge with the snow on the ground, a silver wire like a waterfall, without any decoration, just scattered around the back naturally, hanging down to her ankles.

The blood stains on his body are particularly eye-catching in the white.

Equally eye-catching, there are those tearful, blue eyes like a clear sky.

She just looked at him like that, as if she had exhausted her life's affection.

Is it more than a lifetime?

Bai Xueruo looked at that person, looked at the person she had waited for thousands of years, and missed for thousands of years. For many times, she wanted to be able to dream like a human being, and dream that she wanted to dream. That face, dreamed of whether he would come back and reappear.

But she can't dream, she has no dreams.

She knew that he would never come back.

Back then, he betrayed the organization and was tortured. She never saw him for the last time. She knew that under God's punishment, he would inevitably fall apart. She didn't even have a chance to collect his soul.

She knew that he would not come back, so she dared not die, because no matter whether she was alive or dead, she would eventually and never see him again.

From this world, from this time and space, he completely disappeared and dissipated.

She survived so stubbornly, and after waiting, she just wanted to remember him, wanted to remember him forever, and wanted to have him in this world.