Chapter 230: Your Majesty Please Respect Yourself (35)

Fu Yue was only wearing a snow-white jacket, with a thin and slender figure, and the dagger in her hand.

Sharp and sharp.

Just an inch away, and the man's fair neck would be cut open.

There was no expression on Fu Yue's face, the side face was white, and the pupils were extremely black. Looking at it like this, it was actually a bit cold.

This person is definitely not Yan Qi.

Not her Britney Spears.

A flash of panic emerged in his heart, and the blankness of bewilderment made Fu Yue almost unable to hold the dagger in his hand.

Xiaotiantian didn't have any trace of existence in the six reincarnations, but he was able to accompany her from one small world after another.

He is no ordinary person.

If she just disappeared, she would never find that person again.

Xuebai's fingertips trembled, Fu Yue pursed her lips slightly, her eyes turned hard, and the thick black color was almost smudged.

The man was silent for a while.

Cai slightly raised his hand, squeezed Fu Yue's hand holding the dagger, and said indifferently: "The dagger is sharp, put it down, I'm afraid you will hurt yourself."

His voice sounded very light, as if he was talking about something irrelevant to him, that was the indifference engraved in his bones.

He was held by the beauty on the opposite side.

The coolness from the fingertips.

Fu Yue was stunned for a moment, and then violently broke away from the opponent's hand. The dagger in his hand turned around and swiped towards the opponent.

The sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh sounded.

The gentle and beautiful man stretched out his hand, grabbing the sharp dagger abruptly.

Bloodstains snaked down the tip of the knife.

It dripped on the bright red quilt, and then slowly blended with the thick red color, adding a bit of charm.

Man's pale fingers.

The blood stains made her a bit more coquettish for no reason.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yue's dark pupils shrank, and the tip of his heart trembled slightly.

The knife obviously hurt Yan Qi's hand, but what is strange is that what hurts more is her heart, which is stuffy and breathless.

Fu Yue pursed her lips tightly, but finally let go.

cursed.

"madman."

The beautiful emperor on the opposite side smiled, his pale face showing a stunning arc, he threw the dagger in his hand to the ground, and said lightly, "You are still so irritable."

"It's not good...Fu Yue."

The name that falls at the end of the sentence.

The beauty's voice was light and murmured a little, like a fairy chant from outside the realm, containing the distant law of the great way.

Hear your own name.

Fu Yue raised her eyes, and was caught off guard by a pair of calm and beautiful eyes.

She had only seen such an indifferent and compassionate gaze in the eyes of one person.

...that is the way of heaven.

Fu Yue's eyes widened slightly, her voice raised, and her tone was unbelievable.

"Junheng?"

The other party glanced at her indifferently, stood up slowly, and hummed softly, "It's me."

The white fingertips hung down, and the blood also slid down, dripping to the ground, splashing out tiny bloody flowers.

Fu Yue raised her hand to close the collar of her middle coat, then took the outer robe aside and put it on her body, and said coldly, "What are you doing in Small World?"

The alienation of the tone is not concealed.

"And... what about him?"

Jun Heng naturally understood who he was in Fu Yue's words, he was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Is that why you don't welcome me?"

"We have been friends for so many years, your attitude... really makes me sad."

His tone was flat.

The beauty with black hair and red clothes opened and closed her thin lips.

Fu Yue looked back coldly, and retorted.

"friend?"

"sad?"

"Oh, I don't know, Tiandao also has seven emotions and six desires, and can also be sad?"

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