<Comprehensive> There is always a crossing suitable for you

With a little more majesty, that exquisite and handsome face dazzled his eyes. Even after seeing countless beauties, he couldn't help being stunned, but quickly suppressed the strange feeling.

He is not a lecherous person, and the object is a man.

Wuhuan pulled Wuji's arm, some crazy emotions rolled in his eyes, but his face was calm, "Oh, thanks to you, I can no longer trust anyone now, obviously I can be a good person before."

"You can trust me, I will never lie to you." Wuji's smile was soft and compassionate, but in Wu Huan's eyes, it became so sarcastic, with subtle malice.

"Don't smile like that, such a hypocritical smile makes me feel sick, it makes me think you are lying to me with your smile."

"Okay, if you don't want me to smile, then I won't laugh." Wuji withdrew his smile, lost the cover of his soft smile, and his black jade-like eyes became cold, his eyes were indifferent and emotionless .

"Hmph, it's much more pleasing to the eye." Wu Huan looked at Wu Ji who suddenly withdrew his smile and looked expressionless, and seemed to feel that this expression was much more real, and then added, "You can only stop smiling in front of me."

Wuji's voice was cold and magnetic, "Okay, as you wish."

"It's all your fault. After I can't trust anyone, I have never been happy for so many years." Wu Huan looked at Wuji who was following him, and was even more upset. Why couldn't he see that Wuji didn't oppose him. Just because you don't care.

Wuji suddenly felt someone approaching the pavilion in the palace, "Wu Huan, I have something to do, I'm leaving first, come back later."

"Oh, the general is busy."

Wuhuan looked at the disappearing Wuji, and suddenly felt bored, ordered someone to open the curtains, and the dazzling light made him squint his eyes uncomfortably.

"Once again... let him go."

Wuji, who appeared thousands of miles away, looked at the palace maid approaching the pavilion with her head lowered, with a soft smile on her face, "What's the matter?"

The maid lowered her head and said respectfully, "General, the king has something to call for you."

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☆、chapter63 Promise (3)

Above the majestic palace, on the spacious reclining mat, three beautiful women wearing gorgeous palace attire can be hung on their bodies. Their bodies are weak and boneless, and their soft jade arms like snow lotus root are hanging on the ten thousand people in the middle. The king, with beautiful and slender legs, sits on his lap, and the king's hands hang around the woman's shoulders and waist.

When Wuji came in, it was like this, "My subject Wuji pays homage to the king." But after he hugged the king and saluted without seeing anything, he never raised his head again.

Sitting above Wuji, Wang heard Wuji's clear and shallow voice, and looked at Wuji. He was dressed in black and Chinese clothes, with a slender figure. He was in his twenties. Wang looked at the silhouette of Wuji's smooth and fair face, under the slender and slightly curled eyelashes. , the slightly drooping eyes are so deep that no emotion can be seen, but they become soft when looking at people, making people feel close.

But when he got closer, he saw the nothingness under those soft eyes that could not accommodate anything.

"Wuji, come here." Wang waved to Wuji.

Wuji raised his head, the pupils in his eyes could be seen clearly at this moment, they seemed to be clear and shallow, but like a deep pool with no bottom to see, he approached Wang with a smile.

"ah!"

The next moment there was a panicked woman in Wuji's arms, Wuji didn't take the woman, Wuji lowered his head to look at the woman leaning in his arms, the woman with tears in her eyes looked at Wang.

"King, what is the meaning of this?"

Wang Huai hugged the woman and looked up to the sky and laughed, seeing that his face didn't change at all, "Aiqing, this is a reward from the widow."

Wuji pushed the woman away, with a trace of displeasure in his eyes, he waved his black sleeves, "Wang Kerongchen refused."

The king didn't get angry, and he didn't care about the tearful woman who was pushed away, "Oh? Why doesn't Aiqing want to?"

"Chen, I don't like women."

Wang looked at Wuji, who was a gentleman like jade, with some surprise, and saw his usual smiling face, "That's really a pity."

Wang looked at the slender, delicate and handsome Wuji, and a light flashed in his eyes. Although it disappeared soon, the eyes looking at Wuji gradually became hot.

Although this expression quickly disappeared, but Wuji still saw it, and Wuji smiled secretly in his heart, he really was an unfettered emperor, and he actually set his mind on him.

"I already have someone I love."

"Oh? Who is so blessed?"

"The king will know from now on."

This time the conversation was over, and seeing Wuji's impeccable appearance, Wang lost interest in asking. After driving the woman away, he began to discuss serious matters with Wuji.

This time Wuji directly told Wang that he was going to visit the Northland. Although Wang was reluctant at first, he was finally persuaded by Wuji.

Wuji left the king's palace and went to the north with the token the king gave him.

A month later.

Wuji has driven the road for a long time, and when Wuji is bored, he will walk for a while, enjoy the scenery for a while, and sometimes stay for a few days to play.

Wuji, who is sitting in the favored child, is thinking of the Qingcheng whom he had promised for a lifetime. When Wuji felt the position of Qingcheng when he was bored, he left his body in the next second to show his divine body, and disappeared into the favored child. Only the sleeping flesh and body remained.

In a garden, a big round drum is placed among the flowers, and a woman is dancing on the drum. Just like her name, Qingcheng, her face is breathtakingly beautiful, and her smile is breathtaking.

Slightly raised eyebrows are as light as distant mountains, narrow and long bright eyes, looking forward and wandering are all haunting, small nose, skin color is like white snow, light lips are slightly red like plum blossoms in snow, just like a fairy walking out of a brocade painting.

The appearance of dancing on the drum now is even more eye-catching, the soft black hair is flying, the light gauze is flying with the dancing of the body, and the beautiful eyes are flowing when turning around.

Wuji looked at Qingcheng who was dancing like a butterfly. Last time, he didn't take a serious look at Qingcheng's appearance. Now that he took a closer look, he was indeed indescribably beautiful, but...

Wuji smiled, and after a while, she immediately discovered the most painful thing in her life.

At present, she is still ignorant and has not discovered it, indulging in this drunkenness.

While dancing in Qingcheng, she didn't know that Guangming had captured the city at this time, and now the streets were full of fleeing refugees.She also didn't know that it was Wuji who set the time forward after separating her world, and after the dance was over, a month passed.

Wuji controls Qingcheng's time, this time he is not afraid of any messy karma, Qingcheng has exchanged prices with him, and now he is only fulfilling his promise to push Qingcheng to a man with a higher status.

Sure enough, a few days later, Qingcheng was dedicated to the city lord. On that day, Wuji saw Qingcheng's beautiful eyes wide open looking straight at the handsome man who gave her away, and saw him looking at her with pity, no... It was looking at her face.

At that moment, Qingcheng was like falling into a bottomless abyss.

Qingcheng, she really thought this time that the man who said he loved her would always be by her side and would never betray her, but... those love words were just deceiving her. What he loved was just this skin, but she believed it and fell in love with it over him.

Tears blurred his vision for a moment, and Qingcheng suddenly thought of her when she was young, and what the god said.

——"I can give you the best food in the world, the most beautiful clothes, the favor of the strongest man, even everything in the world is yours, but you will never get true love, this is a lifetime commitment , unless time goes back and people die and come back to life.”

However, she understood too late.What's the use of understanding now, if time goes back, she will still make the same choice.

When she was young, she lived by picking up the leftover food from the dead. When she grew up, she lived on the basis of liking her body from men. In fact, what is the difference?

It's just that there is no one who loves her in this world.

Wuji looked at Qingcheng's wide-open eyes and bloodless face, with a gentle and soft smile on his face, but he couldn't help feeling a little excitement in his heart. He was looking forward to what this girl would grow into in the end.

The next second, Qingcheng seemed to have a feeling, and looked in the direction of Wuji.

Wuji showed his figure in an evil manner, and smiled at Qingcheng, revealing Wuji's appearance in Qingcheng's eyes, fair and smooth face, soft but indelible black eyes like thick ink, with a hint of chill that made her shudder, the corners of her mouth Slightly rising, a white dress floats in the air, looking like a gentleman like jade.

"Wuji!!" Qingcheng's eyes became moist, and he called out Wuji's name. Seeing Wuji disappearing gradually, he was a little flustered, but was held back by the city lord.

The city lord who was originally sitting on a high position now only saw Qingcheng panicking like a bird, his face was overwhelming, and his moist eyes made people's heart skip a beat.

Qingcheng looked at the city lord who came down from the high position. The petite she was covered by the shadow of the city lord, as if it was her inescapable destiny. She could only be under the shadow of the backlight and never get what she wanted for the rest of her life.

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When Wuji returned to his flesh and body, it was when he was eating, his originally dull eyes took on a look belonging to Wuji, looking at the food he hadn't eaten, Wuji put down the chopsticks in his hand, "Go to the main city of Beidi how long?"

The subordinate on the side quickly replied: "My lord, it will take another day to reach the main city of Beidi."

Only now did Wuji realize that the place he was in was a private room in an inn, which was quite spacious. Wuji lay on the soft mat with his hands on his side, a thought flashed in his eyes, "One day."

The subordinates at the side inadvertently raised their eyes and saw Wuji's appearance at this time. A few strands of black hair fell down on his handsome and delicate face, his narrow and long eyes were like deep pools, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the neckline of his wide black dress was opened a little wider, exposing his joints With a clear collarbone, he quickly lowered his head, the tips of his ears turned red, "Yes."

Wuji sneered when he saw his subordinate's reaction.

Wuji stood up, "Let's go."

I'm really looking forward to Wuhuan's appearance when he sees him, is he unresponsive, shy (?), or...

Make it interesting?

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☆、chapter64 Promise (4)

The smoke and fire of the war dissipated, and only the traces of being burned and the mottled and dried blood on the ground knew what kind of fight it had just experienced.

Guangming stood on the city wall, he was still wearing flower armor, and his handsome face had a resolute expression. At this time, he was only nearly [-] years old. Standing on a high place, he saw a long queue at the gate of the city. The slave's messy hair, tired and dirty face, and ragged clothes made Guang Guang reveal a disgusted expression, with arrogance in his eyes, looking at the slave as if he were looking at ants.

Thinking of this war, Guangming couldn't help gnashing his teeth. Originally, he stood firm on the border, but was suddenly ordered by the king to come here to attack the city. The king basically enjoyed himself in the palace, lingered in the harem, and seldom got involved in the war. As soon as it came out, you don't need to ask to know that this is a good thing done by the "general".

Thinking of the person I saw in the palace half a year ago, sitting in the pavilion with a gentle smile on his face, Guangming's expression froze for a moment.

Then came more memories of Wuji.

A year ago, an admirable character appeared in the army, and even his closest subordinates praised him full of praise, which made him a little curious.

What Guangming heard was mostly about his deeds. Although he was curious on the surface, he was actually a little contemptuous in his heart. He knew that many rumors were exaggerated, and he didn't think this person was very capable.

The first time he met this person was after a war, after the celebration banquet, after Guangming took the opportunity to leave, he met a man in white in the woods.

The man was sitting under a tree by the lake, the moonlight fell on him and enveloped him, his clear facial features were exquisite, fair complexion, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, the shadow made half of his expression hidden, some couldn't see his expression clearly, Let Guangming feel that this person is a little unreal.

Sensing the approach of the light, the man looked at him, a pair of deep pool-like black eyes were illuminated by the moonlight and looked at him, a gentle face appeared in front of him, slightly pursed thin lips raised, smiling.

Just like the moon that seems to be within reach in the sky, it is cold and soft, elusive and unattainable.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Seeing that exquisite face, Guangming was amazed for a moment, and then asked.

Guangming saw that the man smiled a little more, and his cold voice was magnetic, but strangely gentle, "I am Wuji."

When Guangming heard his name, he felt a little familiar, and then remembered that this is Wuji who has been praised recently.

Then Guangming heard him say, "General Guangming, have you ever loved someone?"

……

"General...? General? General?"

The adjutant's shout brought Guangming back to his senses. Seeing the adjutant's puzzled expression, he asked, "What's the matter?"

The adjutant said: "General, General Wuji has arrived in the main city of the North Land a few days ago."

Guangming nodded when he heard the adjutant's words, "Well, I see, you can go down."

Although Guangming didn't know why Wuji was going to the main city of Beidi, he couldn't help but pay attention to Wuji's affairs. After all, Wuji and him once had a strange bet. Thinking of that bet, Guangming sneered.

"Falling in love with a woman? Heh...how is it possible?" Guangming never believed in such depraved things as love, let alone falling in love with a woman who made him feel weak.

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After living in Wuji for two days, he finally heard the news that Wuhuan came to see him. A few days ago, Wuji saw Wuhuan in red standing at the city gate to welcome him. When he saw him, Wuhuan showed no surprise. Wuji felt a little boring.

Wuji looked at his subordinate who was watching him in a daze, smiled slightly, and ordered, "Bring Mr. Wuhuan in."

The subordinate blushed, folded his hands and lowered his head, "Yes, General."

When Wuhuan came in with a cold face and a little anxious heart, what he saw was Wuji holding a teacup in one hand and looking at him sideways with the other. Promise.

The inexplicable Wu Huan felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and looked coldly at the maid who was peeping, the coldness in her eyes made the maid tremble, then lowered her head, and stopped looking at Wu Ji, Wu Huan felt a little more comfortable in her heart , but still thought about ordering someone to change this batch of maids after a while.

"Wu Huan? What's the matter?" Wu Ji looked at Wu Huan who had cold eyes as soon as he came in, why Wu Ji didn't notice Wu Huan's jealousy, but Wu Ji smiled slightly, as if he didn't know how the maid was peeping at him before.

"It's okay." The displeasure in Wuhuan's eyes disappeared, and when he looked at Wuji, there was a little more complexity that he didn't know.

"Then come and have a seat." Wuji sipped his tea with a smile, his tone was gentle and his attitude was very natural.

Wuhuan looked at Wuji and sat on the other side of the table. Speaking of which, this was the first time they had met so formally. After ten years, he no longer looked like a young boy, but Wuji still looked like a young man. The passage of time on Wuji seemed to have stopped.

"General Wuji, how have you been these years?" Wu Huan's face was cold and arrogant, thinking of the rumors about Wuji and Wang heard when Wuji lived in the palace, his tone was a bit strange.

Wuji laughed out loud, looked at Wuhuan, "Is Wuhuan here to reminisce about the past?"

Wu Huan looked at Wuji, there was still a gentle smile on that handsome face, the corners of his lips were always slightly hooked habitually, remembering the expressionless look of this person last time, suddenly he didn't like it now The appearance of Wuji, he subconsciously felt, was the most real appearance of Wuji.

"General Wuji is now the king's favorite, what's wrong with me?" Wu Huan looked at Wuji's smiling face, and his tone became even more strange.

"Hehe." Wuji said, the jealous look of a tsundere brat is really cute.

……

Wu Huan lingered at Wuji for a while, and found that this man was still smiling, and his heart was a little annoyed, his face was cold and arrogant, and he left with the wind under his feet.

Wuji lay on his side on the mat and restrained his smile, turning into Wuhuan's familiar expressionless face, his black eyes were like thick ink that couldn't be erased, clearly reflecting the things in front of him, but it seemed that he couldn't put anything into his eyes , a piece of nothingness.

This expression only appeared for a moment, and soon it was replaced by a helpless smile.

This emotionally sensitive Wu Huan noticed his truest expression. Although it didn't matter to him, he still felt a little tired.

Although it was said that he was going to perform various roles, after so long, Wuji's impression of his appearance at the beginning became blurred. Except for the name Yan Taiyang, his memory began to become blurred. The world begins.

Wuji looked at the slender and white hands with distinct joints, and now he felt a little strange looking at these hands, so he stopped thinking about them and gave instructions to the people outside.

"Call someone to fetch water, I want to take a bath."

After a while, the servant quickly moved the bathtub to his room. After the hot water was filled, the servant respectfully saluted and went down. Wuji took off his clothes and was about to take a bath.

"...Wait, my lord! General Wuji is still here..."

Wu Huan rushed in, followed by Ji Chong Chong to stop Wu Huan's servants.

Wuji's clothes are half-faded, the clothes have been taken off to the waist, the hands are bent to support the clothes, the back is white, strong and graceful, the soft black hair falls behind, the delicate and handsome face looks at Wu Huan, the soft eyes With consternation.

Wu Huan was stunned for a moment, then returned to Leng Ao and asked the other side who was also stunned to get down, and then closed the door.

Wuji smiled when he saw Wu Huan's behavior, and continued to take off his clothes indifferently. He took off the inner garment and hung it on the side rack. The legs are straight and slender, the waist is thin, with distinct joints, and a head of black silk reaches to the waist.

"Wuhuan is looking for me at this time?" Wuji tested the temperature with his fingertips, then got into the tub, and then looked at Wuhuan with his hands on the side of the tub, and said with a smile.

Wu Huan came back to her senses, snorted and turned around, "You caused what happened to my father?" On the way back, Wu Huan was notified that something happened to his father's army, and Wu Huan turned her head around , I understand that Wuji's visit to the Northland this time seems to be on inspection, but in fact it is to control the Northland.

Wuhuan is also aware of his father's situation. He has surrendered, but he is always unwilling to hand over the real power. As soon as Wuji came, his father panicked.

I just didn't expect Wuji to move so fast.

Wuji stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers lightly. Wu Huan felt his body fly towards Wuji uncontrollably in the next second, and fell into Wuji's arms, and the splashed water fell on the ground.

Wu Huan's clothes were soaked in pure white clothes, and the clothes were close to her body, highlighting the beautiful lines of her otherwise perfect body.Wuhuan's eyes were burning with fire, and the cold arrogance on his face was tinged with anger.

"what are you doing?!"

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☆、chapter65 Promise (5)

Wu Huan fell into Wuji's arms, struggling continuously, splashing more water and falling to the ground, but he couldn't break free from the hands on his waist, which imprisoned him and hugged his waist, Wuhuan and Wuji faced each other , Wu Huan was a little impatient, but calmed down a bit, "Wuji!... Let me go...!"

Wuji looked at the fire in front of his eyes, but still looked at him with a cold and proud face, and said a few words coldly.

Wuji smiled slightly, looking at Wuhuan with soft black eyes.

Wu Huan's inexplicably hot face was a little hot, her fair and handsome face was flushed, and the tips of her ears started to feel hot under Wu Ji's gaze. The fingers on the bare arm became hot, as if they had been scalded and withdrew their hands.

Wu Huan dodged his eyes, a little afraid to face Wu Ji's eyes, his heart was eroded by a feeling that made him feel uncomfortable, although he didn't know what it felt like.

"Let go...let me go..." Wu Huan's voice was much softer, her face tilted.

[Crab passing by in the middle...]

An indescribable excitement gradually rose in Wuhuan's heart, with madness, and the excitement of being filled with emptiness.

Wu Huan opened her eyes, the pupils were frighteningly bright, looking at the face that was close at hand, her hands tightly grasped Wuji, as if catching prey.

This time, I've got you.

Wuji doesn't know what's going on in Wuhuan's mind, even if he knows, he just smiles meaninglessly, saying that he will never be someone else's prey.

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"My lord, dinner is ready." Wu Huan vaguely heard a male voice, but he was so exhausted that he didn't even want to open his eyes, and continued to lie on the bed, with large and small hickey marks on his exposed body.

"Well, come and ask later." Wu Huan heard a familiar male voice ringing in his ear, it was still cold, with a little more depth.

Only then did Wu Huan open his eyes, and saw Wuji who was dressing, this time Wuji put on the white clothes he was familiar with, with red lotuses embroidered on the white clothes, and red clouds rolled on the sleeves, the original nobleness was much more deceptive color.

After Wuji got dressed, he looked at Wu Huan who was lazily lying on the bed with squinted eyes, smiled, sat on the edge of the bed, and kissed Wu Huan on the forehead.

"Wu Huan, it's time to get up. I received the news that your father was killed by the Ice and Snow Clan?"

Hearing this, Wu Huan's originally lazy expression turned into Wuji's familiar cold arrogance, "Heh, although I knew that person would die, I didn't expect it to be so soon, and I don't know how to pick the time."

"Oh?" Of course Wuji knew that Wu Huan's father had never had any warmth towards Wu Huan, and even killed his mother, although he knew that Wu Huan's grievances would be revenged.

"My body is still very sore, and my back still hurts. You said that it is not good to die at this time." Wu Huan blushed a little when she said it, and it disappeared quickly, and she finished speaking generously.

Wuji helped Wuhuan get up, and threw the clothes in front of Wuhuan, "Put it on."

Although Wuji has a way to make him recover immediately, but he just likes Wuhuan's embarrassed look, and likes to be thought of with traces of his own use in his body, Wuji smiled, turned around and asked someone to bring dinner.

After so long, he seems to have changed a little?

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☆、chapter66 Promise (6)

The sound of clanking piano came from the room, and the sound of drums also sounded. A woman stepped on a drum and danced continuously. The woman has a good figure, bare feet, picturesque eyebrows, and a beautiful face, but there is a touch of sadness in her eyes, which makes people want to hug her.

At the end of the dance, the girl put down the gauze dress she was agitating for, and her flying black hair was scattered on her waist and chest. The messy hair did not show a trace of embarrassment, but instead gave it some eye-catching beauty.

Qingcheng felt her eyes falling on her, she couldn't understand this kind of eyes, raised her eyes to look at the city master sitting on the recliner, saw the obsession on his face, Qingcheng's beautiful eyes were full of sadness.

Then the city lord approached her, seeing her sad and beautiful face as if she was about to cry, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered, and hugged her lovingly, "What's wrong? Why is Qingcheng crying?"

Although Qingcheng didn't cry, she curled up in the city lord's arms the next second after hearing the words of the city lord. Tears flooded her eyes and slid down her fair face. Qingcheng's expression did not change, but shed tears silently.

Maybe it was the city lord's sudden gentleness that made her let go of her guard. Although she still remembered what the god said, people, that's how they are, and they will never stop delusion unless they face despair.

Qingcheng leaned in the arms of the city lord, listening to his heartbeat, gradually, her heartbeat also accelerated.

"City Master, I'm fine."

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Looking at the two people in the mirror image, Wuji retracted the mirror image, saw Wu Huan knock on the door a few times and then pushed the door in, saw Wu Huan's reddish eyes just after crying, and said with a smile: "Crying?"

Wu Huan glanced at him, picked up the teapot on the table and slowly poured a cup of tea, sat on the stool, raised the cup and took a sip, "After all, I have to show it."

He left Wuhuan's father's funeral one step ahead of Wuhuan.

Wuhuan looked at the smiling Wuji, "When will you do it?"

He looked at Wu Huan who was not in a hurry, thought for a while, and said with a smile, "I've changed my mind."

Wu Huan understood what Wuji meant, and looked up at him, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I put it in your hands, I don't worry." Wuji actually just wanted to see what Wuhuan wanted to do. Although Wuhuan was extremely calm, he could also feel Wuhuan's suppressed ambition.

"Really?" Of course Wuhuan didn't believe that he would trust him, and he didn't know if he was telling the truth or not. If it was true, he would be very happy, but if it was false, there would be no loss for him.

The title of duke is inevitable.

Although Wuji is a great general now, he got news that his military power was given to that stupid king.

Although he didn't know why Wuji made such a stupid decision and behavior, it just happened to suit him.

Inexplicably thinking of the rumors between Wang and Wuji, although it may be false, but Wuhuan felt inexplicably anxious, and wanted to tie Wuji to him, or lock him in a place that no one knew, but such thoughts always It flashed by, then was thrown into the background.

"Really, I know I have something to do today, but I still do it so hard, it feels like my body is about to be torn apart." Wu Huan rubbed her waist and snorted twice.

Looking at Wuji who looks like a gentleman like jade, he didn't expect that he looks like a beast on the bed.

Wuji smiled and said nothing.

Half a month later, Wuhuan sat on the Duke's throne.

At that time, Wuji was admiring the scenery in the garden, watching the girls playing in the garden, and the girls who came to the mansion to show off their beautiful branches, and knew that they were going to be introduced to Wu Huan.

Wuji appreciates girls indifferently. Although Wuji is not interested in girls physically, he also appreciates beauty.

The girl not far away felt the gaze looking at them, which was already a common thing for them with outstanding looks, but the gaze was pure appreciation, without that kind of profane feeling, so he let him look at it.

Until one of the naughty girls looked at Wuji curiously, and was stunned for a moment.

The man sitting in front of the stone table was dressed in white, with a slender figure and a delicate and handsome face, like a banished fairy in the sky, which made people feel inaccessible, but the pair of soft black eyes lacked the inaccessible feeling.

The corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, as gentle as jade.

And when Wu Huan received the news that Wuji was in the garden and came to find him, he saw Wuji and a girl looking at each other with affection.

Wu Huan looked at the girl coldly, seeing her regain her senses and look away, the temperature around her body increased a bit.

"What do you want from me?" Wuji asked with a slight smile as he looked at Wuhuan, who had a slightly gloomy face.

"No, can I come and see you?"

Wu Huan looked at the man with picturesque brows and soft eyes in front of him. These days, he also understood why he was very upset when he saw other people's eyes on him.

He was jealous, he couldn't see others coveting this man.

He fell in love with this person.

Just looking at Wuji's soft eyes but without any emotion in his eyes, one knows that this person has no feelings for him.

It's just how could Wuhuan give up, even if he was entangled to the ends of the earth, he would definitely let go and let this man belong to him forever.

"You are very welcome to come and see me." Seeing Wu Huan's possessive eyes, Wuji smiled, and brushed back the strands of hair that fell in front of his eyes and blocked his sight.

For Wuji, that look is very familiar, and he doesn't care, he will never belong to anyone.

A few days later, Wu Huan asked him to go somewhere together, and Wu Ji followed him when he was bored.

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Wuji stood on the snowy ground, the sun was shining brightly when he was in the Duke's Mansion, but as soon as he entered the Snowy Clan's place, it began to snow heavily.

Wuji stretched out his hand, the snow fell on the cold touch of his hand, slightly raised his fingertips, a snowflake like ice crystal fell on his palm, and then solidified into ice.

Wuji was a little absent-minded for a moment, remembering that fox demon with long silver hair flowing, a black and red kimono, and arrogant eyes.

It was snowing heavily, and the white clothes seemed to melt into the snow. The wind blew the man's black hair, and there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. Although it disappeared soon, Wu Huan, who was sitting next to him and had been paying attention, caught it.

Wu Huan frowned, the look of missing something made him a little unhappy, as if he had never known this man before, and had a past that he didn't know.

……

Looking at the people crying in despair in the fire, and then howling as they were burned by the fire, and then no sound could be heard anymore, Wuji looked at Wu Huan standing on the snow and looked at those people calmly, the fire reflected in his eyes.

Wuji felt a little bored looking at these, and felt that he could not understand Wu Huan's excitement, yes, excitement.

Taking a look at Wuhuan, he turned around and left the snow field.

After looking at the snow scene in the carriage for a while, Wu Huan came back with his army, with a faint smell of blood on his body. Behind Wu Huan was a black figure, wrapped in a coat covered in black feathers man.

Half of the face was covered, and only the tightly pressed lips could be seen, which were bluish-purple, not quite like the color of the lips of a living person, but Wuji only took one look and knew that this was a person who had lost his breath. It's...the dead.

It's just that something controlled his time and brought him back to life.

If it was normal, Wuji would definitely be more interested, but he just glanced at his fate and knew that this person was just an ordinary, cowardly person who was afraid of death.

Wu Huan saw that Wuji looked away from this person not long after, and was a little disappointed. He thought that Wuji would be interested, so he brought this person.

Sitting next to Wuji, Wu Huan had a funny look on his face, "Don't Wuji think it's fun?"

"Fun?" In his eyes, Wu Huan now seems to have found a fun toy, and now he recommends it to him to play with, Wuji smiled and looked at Wu Huan.

"Yeah, how interesting it is to see people breathing under my control!" Wu Huan's handsome face was still cold and arrogant, squinting his eyes and evoking a pleasant smile.

"Yeah? Not that much fun." It was more fun for him to play one character after another.

"It's so boring." Wu Huan suppressed her smile and murmured, just thinking that Wuji would pay less attention to one person and one less rival in love to be solved, and suddenly felt better.

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☆、chapter67 Promise (7)

Wuji stayed in the main city of the North Pole for almost a year, and he lived quite leisurely. Although he noticed that Wuhuan was secretly recruiting soldiers and training his own army, what did it have to do with him?

It's just that when Wu Huan looked at him, the fiery eyes became more and more explicit. Every time he saw that kind of eyes, Wu Ji chose to ignore them, and continued to drink the wine in the glass, tasting the bitterness and then the sweetness.

When the news came that Qingcheng became the princess, he already knew that the time to leave had come.

The girl who yearned for prosperity and wealth has gradually lost her former appearance. At the beginning, she hated slaves. Although she almost became a slave of Wuhuan at the beginning, after experiencing all kinds of betrayals, she saw everything clearly. He loves her, not her skin, but only her.

When she was betrayed for the first time, she did not despair, when