If Lu Hen Ge was here, he would definitely be able to tell that the owner of this voice was Song Ke.
really.
In the dark.
Song Ke walked out slowly.
only.
Song Ke has changed a lot now.
In the past, Song Ke was smart and alert, with scheming and calculations in her mind, and occasionally showed some of the playfulness and bad taste of a little woman.
But now Song Ke is completely synonymous with indifference.
There was no expression on her face, as if it was ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years and would never melt. She looked at everyone with a look of garbage.
That’s not all.
Song Ke's hair turned ice blue, and her clothes were changed into an ice blue long skirt, which was completely different from her previous style.
There is only this one face, and it hasn't changed much.
otherwise.
I guess even if Song Kuang and Hu Yun were present, they wouldn't be able to recognize Song Ke.
"You promised me that after I kill Lu Henge, everything on him related to Emperor Burial Peak will be mine."
The black figure spoke slowly, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.
Song Ke turned his head, and his neck made a crackling sound as he stared at the black figure with a pair of emotionless eyes.
"Do you think that I, a great Immortal Emperor, would snatch things from someone like you?" Song Ke's tone did not change at all, but it gave people a feeling of sarcasm.
The black figure remained silent for a long time.
"That's better."
Song Ke still prefers to deal with smart people, such as Lu Henge: "Don't kill Lu Henge for now, bring him to me, I have something to ask."
The black figure was somewhat dissatisfied: "I am not your slave."
A moment.
The world rotates.
Focus again.
The two came to an ice-blue snowy place, and Song Ke exhaled a breath of white air: "From now on, you are the one."
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