The first goddess of pride

It was a deep and heavy scar that spread from the upper arm to the elbow. No wonder the blue clothes were stained with so much blood. At this time, a thick scab had formed on the wound, and it looked like it had not been passed through at first glance.

Handling, just like this, appeared in front of her, ferocious and shocking.

Inexplicably, her heart ached.

Without thinking, a trace of light magic condensed in his palm, and a soft light enveloped his arm, slowly healing his wounds.

This scene reminded Mu Xianning inexplicably of the scene three years ago when he was almost killed by the dirty old man in Yueluhua City because of her.

At that time, she thought he was just playing, she was still entangled in the favor she owed him and hated him, but he almost died for her.

At that time, she didn't know if he still liked him.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, it is destined to be a long night.

She sat next to him and treated him, while the person struggling in the barrier not far away had long been forgotten by her.

Li Xie struggled and screamed, but gradually realized that the people outside were unaware of it, as if they could not hear or see him.

He could only watch him fall asleep next to her, while she healed him affectionately. Yes, her eyes were full of affection.

All the hidden feelings seemed to reappear again.

He gradually gave up struggling and was rendered speechless by the inexplicable pain in his chest.

Why does it hurt? He is obviously just a soul, and he has no physical form now, right? Why is it still like this? He shouldn't have too many feelings for her, but this feeling is becoming more and more uncontrollable. From possessiveness,

It finally evolved into completely falling in love with her.

Yes, he fell in love with her. He no longer denied it. He fell in love with this woman who was more than three hundred years younger than him, replacing the person he once loved most, but she ignored him like this.

What on earth was she thinking! In the past three years, he was the one who helped him complete various trainings and improve his strength until he reached this point today! Not the Jun Ruoshui who had hurt her!

His heart was cold and hard, full of resentment towards her and unwillingness towards Jun Ruoshui.

Why, no matter three hundred years ago or three hundred years later, why is it that the eyes of the people he cares about are always not on him! He hates so much, so hateful, and this rich feeling hides more than three hundred years in his heart.

The feeling of being young was completely driving him crazy.

"Ah!" He began to roar angrily and beat his chest, but all the sounds were blocked by this abominable barrier. She couldn't hear or see. In the end, she fell asleep on his chest, leaving him miserable.

Seeing her clinging to her side, I just want to never show up again or interfere with her affairs...

"Sixteen-Nation Alliance?"

In the gorgeous royal study, a mocking and sarcastic voice sounded, "Does Jun Ruoshui really think that uniting those small countries will bring about any changes?"

The man's usual black hair was tied loosely behind his head. His face was exceptionally handsome and enchanting. His purple eyes were like luxurious amethysts, clean and clear, shining with brilliance. His sexy thin lips pursed slightly,

He held the memorial in front of him contemptuously and finally placed it on the table.

"Master, their army, plus some mercenary groups, may number 800,000 people. We really want to fight the Dark Lord Sect..." The man in black reporting on the side said with some worry.