"Thank you..."
Shen Wuyou craned his neck and stared blankly at the person in front of him who was about two meters tall.
He was wearing a dark robe that was noble and cold, with broad shoulders and a tall and imposing figure. Just standing there quietly gave people a sense of oppression as towering as a mountain. His skin was cold and pale, and he looked a little sick, as cold and terrifying as a vampire who had never seen the sun.
His facial features were distinct and deep, his eyes were dark and seemed to contain a thin layer of indifference, his face was cold and lifeless, his hair was a little messy and scattered, covering part of his face, and only from the general outline could you see his handsome features.
This person looks depressed and haggard, with a kind of lonely and decadent beauty.
He has a high nose bridge and a resolute face. Although he looks melancholy and decadent, his innate kingly aura cannot be resisted, which makes people submit to him.
Such a person, even without using the power of deterrence, made Shen Wuyu feel a heart-shaking and tremendous aura.
As she spoke, she unconsciously took a half step back, but unexpectedly, this tiny movement seemed to make the other party unhappy.
Under his messy hair, his deep and indifferent eyes suddenly burst out with a coldness, staring straight at her.
Although her face looked calm as usual, the icy coldness lingering around her made her shiver unconsciously and her heart chilled.
However, after the slight tremor, she suddenly discovered that the coldness in those dark eyes had deepened!
She thought something was wrong, so she forcibly dragged her foot back as she was about to take another step back. She took a step forward, swallowed her saliva in panic, and forced a stiff smile.
"I, I...can I ask what your name is?"
Sure enough, after this operation, the cold aura around the other person gradually dissipated, and his eyes gradually returned to coldness and indifference. He looked at her face with a forced smile quietly without saying a word.
From Bhagavan’s perspective—
The woman in front of him looked wet as if she had just showered, her black hair cascading down to her waist, her beautiful face unnaturally tense.
As if she had received a great fright, her scarlet lips were tightly pursed due to nervousness, and her delicate and tempting lips trembled slightly from time to time, tempting people to kiss her.
A pair of wet black eyes, innocent and clear, were looking at him timidly. Her petite body was tightly wrapped in his wide robe, making her look even more petite and lovely, and lovable.
The neck that was just exposed was slender and fair, and the skin was as smooth as warm jade and soft and lustrous. It was not difficult to imagine what kind of delicate body was hidden under the ink-colored robe, which made people want to find out.
Just as his gaze was making her feel uneasy, he suddenly stretched out a hand, slowly raised it, and came towards her...
Shen Wuyou stared at the hand intently, her heart almost in her throat. She seemed to be able to clearly hear her heart pounding, almost jumping out of her chest.
No...
Can't return...
She reminded herself again and again in her heart that the other party obviously didn't like her resistance. Moreover, although this person was a little cold and strange at the moment, he didn't do anything to hurt her, nor did he have the slightest intention to kill her.
Therefore, she could not retreat. If she angered the person in front of her, she would die a thousand times!
Her pupils trembled slightly as she stared straight at the trajectory of his hand. Her hands, curled up in her robe and tightly grasping the clothes, were so tense that the joints were almost white.
Finally, under her stiff and horrified gaze, the hand finally stopped in front of her.
Then she saw the man stretched out a finger and gently touched her forehead. A cold feeling suddenly came over her, flowing from her forehead through her limbs, making her shiver with cold.
Oh no!
She just shuddered!
Shen Wuyou came back to his senses and was shocked. He looked up tremblingly, but found that the other party had disappeared.
"call......"
She fell onto the bed as if she had been pardoned, sighing deeply with lingering fear, clutching her poor little heart, which was still beating wildly, making her feel anxious...
After taking a moment to calm down, she took out a mirror from her storage ring and looked at her forehead. It was smooth and white, and the bright red demon mark was gone.
Shen Wuyu pondered for a long time, and couldn't understand why he had to hide his demon seal, and even his demonic aura was completely concealed. Now, if she went out, no one would be able to tell that she was a demon.
It was good for her, but what good was it to him?
A simple favor? No reward?
No, there are too few people like this. Moreover, how could the mind of this hidden person who can rival the Ghost King be simple?
Shen Wuyou lowered her eyes in confusion, her hands clenched on the bed sheet, feeling a little uneasy...
I looked around the room. It was a large space, but it didn't have all the facilities, so it seemed a bit empty. A table, a chair and a bed were enough for daily life.
Simple furnishings, simple dark style, and thick walls covered with a thick layer of dust, as if no one has lived there for hundreds of years.
She looked around, then slowly stood up, walked over to the wall, and gently wiped away the dust with her fingertips. Unexpectedly, she discovered a crisscross pattern of dents on the wall, as if it had been hacked, chopped, and smashed with weapons...
Her fingertips paused, and she suddenly withdrew her hand, looking at the dilapidated window again. The window was made of an unknown wood and was broken and leaking air. However, from the faint scent of agarwood, she could feel that the wood must be very expensive and precious.
Outside the window is an endless expanse of desolate land, barren and devastated, with broken walls and ruins everywhere. I don’t know what kind of devastation this place has experienced.
No wonder he gives people the feeling of being so lonely and depressed, with everything in his eyes gloomy...
Anyone who lives here for a long time will lose their yearning for life, and then slowly become dead and dull, exuding the same atmosphere of silence and despair as this dilapidated palace.
As the sky gradually darkened, the scene outside the window became even more eerie and gloomy.
Shen Wuyou urged the vines to create a gorgeous red window, then closed it tightly. She walked to the bedside, removed her dark outer robe, and then, with a single thought, her body was instantly enveloped in a faint red glow.
After the red light dissipated, her clothes returned, still the blood-red dress, seductive and alluring. The blooming Lycoris radiata pattern on her chest seemed brighter than before, and the golden hollow pattern armor on her shoulders shone brightly, flexible, hard and with defensive capabilities.
The exquisite and attractive clavicle is clearly visible...
Fiery and elegant, noble and cool, its beauty seems to conceal a sharp edge.
She sat on the bed and was surprised to find that her cultivation had improved a step further and she had actually reached the first level of the Xuan level!
But...when did this happen?
Could it be that she encountered some opportunity while she was unconscious?
Or is it the effect of that blood pool?
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