Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2227 The tyrant's heart is white moonlight (17)

  The slender figure in front of the table, and the breath that no one is more familiar with than Yan Bai...

  Ranbai took a deep breath. Did she open the door in the wrong way, so the people she saw were wrong?

  Calm, calm, be calm.

  She raised her eyes expressionlessly, and her light gaze fell on the legendary young emperor who was uncertain and evil.

  The man was dressed in a pure black brocade robe, with light golden lines on the neckline, covering half of the porcelain white collarbone, and the sleeves were embroidered with dragon patterns that only the emperor could exist.

  And at this moment,

   Then he propped his beautiful forehead, his eyelashes were slightly raised, and he looked at Dyeing white with a smile.

   Dyeing white and quiet for a second.

It's him.

  The black-clothed boy who stepped into the city of the dead three years ago alone, the man with picturesque brows and eyebrows holding an umbrella in the midnight rain, and elegantly asked her if she needed him to save her.

  Compared with the youthful facial features three years ago, he seems to be more beautiful and beautiful after three years. The lifted eyes and the curled lips all mean young and romantic.

  It's just that the hostility between the beautiful eyebrows and eyes is heavier, more mysterious and dangerous than he was three years ago. Don't get close to strangers, and every move carries the dignity of the emperor.

But at this moment, facing the gaze of Yen Bai, Chu Huai leaned back lazily, facing Yen Bai's gaze, the arc of the corner of his lips was evil and compelling, and his voice was clear and pleasant, but with Unspeakable danger means.

   "Why, Gongzi Yu saw me unexpectedly?"

  Ranbai faintly retracted his gaze, and said coldly: "Weichen pays respects to your Majesty."

  The young man wore a snow-white clothes, and the whole person became more and more like an ink painting. He was clean and expensive, and he was very courteous.

   She lowered her eyes, her breath was indifferent: "Your Majesty's posture of heaven and humanity, the first time the Weichen saw Longyan, she offended for a while, Your Majesty is kind, please forgive me."

   Chu Huai narrowed the narrow and long demon eyes slowly. He held the tabletop with one hand, straightened up, and walked in front of Ran Bai step by step.

  From the angle of Dye Bai's slightly lowered eyebrows, the first thing his eyes hit was the boy's snow-white brocade boots and the black solemn hem.

   seems to be the exact same encounter as three years ago, but the time and place have changed.

  Even the identity is no longer the same.

   Chu Huai was standing in front of the snow-clothed boy. He stared at Dye Bai, his eyes dim, and he looked slowly, as if he was measuring something.

  After a few seconds of silence, he spoke slowly, chewing word by word, with a slightly mocking smile on his voice: "home, heart, benevolence, thick?"

  The young man suddenly leaned over, approaching Dye Bai, very close, and stared at Dye Bai without blinking with his dark eyes.

Ranbai stood there, motionless, looking at him calmly.

  The atmosphere was deadlocked for a few seconds. Chu Huai curled his lips and laughed lazily, “Is Mr. Yu really unaware of the rumors in the capital, or is he teasing me, huh?”

  The young emperor’s tail sound is slightly hooked, frivolous and lazy, which outlines a somewhat lazy and gloomy taste, and carries almost aggressive danger.

   "The rumors are not credible." Ran Bai looked at him with an unmoving expression, and spit out a word.

Hearing what Xueyi said, Chu Huai sneered lazily, and deliberately lowered his voice, as if biting his words, every word had a fascinating meaning, "I heard that Mr. Yu has a clever calculation, and his IQ is close to a demon. He's an immortal character...I see it now, it really deserves his name."

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