Chapter 1008 (1/2)

”Keep your voice down. No matter who they used to be, their current status is frighteningly high. They are also the God chosen by the food saint, the ancient divine beast fenglingbao, the direct vein of the Baili family, and the xuanlingshi, which can throw us hundreds of streets...”

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Jimo Ya could no longer control his look, showing surprise and excitement, and raised his feet to come forward.

The vision of the illusory face like ice and snow swept him, without any emotional fluctuation. It was like looking at a stranger, so it swept away.

His excitement and surprise were frozen at once. In an instant, Jimo Ya didn't even dare to open his mouth or take a step forward. He could only stare at Huan Qingyan, cut his fingers, squeeze out a drop of blood and drop it on the life card.

The worry and fear that had been pressed on the bottom of his heart surged up at the moment.

It's Xiaoyan, so familiar, but strange and terrible.

The former round oval face is now thin with a pointed chin. Although the former charming and flying willow eyebrow is still in that shape, it is a little cold and arrogant. Her skin is like snow, her lips are like cherry, and her thin waist can only be grasped once. Her broad robe is more and more thin and pitiful.

It is the eyes that look forward to flying. In the past, they always twinkle with a smart and playful smile. At the moment, they are full of Millennium cold ice and have no smoke and anger.

The bottom of Jimo's heart is in great mourning, which is as painful as a knife twist.

He suddenly realized very deeply that what a jerk it was to pretend to be intimate with Baili Zixi without telling Xiaoyan.

Now it's just that Xiaoyan turns a blind eye to himself, and he is almost out of breath with heartache. How did Xiaoyan resist the pain of cone heart and force a smile to visit him that day?

I was such an asshole!