Chapter 188 (1/2)
The purple cuckoo looked along the old man's fingertips. Rao was a clear-sighted purple cuckoo, and could not see the appearance of the people in the black prison cave.
Zijuan narrowed her eyes and stared. Her mind was momentary negligent. The old man ran away and hid in the dark.
The purple cuckoo didn't care. She fell in front of the prison hole pointed by the old man.
”I'm Zijuan, is that you“ Zijuan doesn't know the name of the ghost level killer.
There was a clanking sound in the cell. The people in the cell came out of the darkness, dragging the child's thick iron chain on their feet.
The man was exposed to the dim light of the fire. He was unkempt, shabby and bent. He didn't look like a tall and handsome fool at all.
The man said weakly, ”it's not me“
Zijuan smiled and smashed the iron fence of the prison hole with her palm.
The man panicked, took a step back, tripped his left foot and right foot, and fell to the ground.
The purple cuckoo held the man firmly with quick eyes and quick hands.
”It's you, my future husband of Zijuan. I know you.” Zijuan lifted the greasy black hair on her face, and her pupils shrank suddenly.
There are five deep and long scars on the man's face. The scars are crisscross and his face is ferocious, but it can be vaguely seen that the man is the hell level killer Zijuan is looking for.
”How did you do that?” Purple cuckoo is distressed for her big, handsome face.
The ghost level killer said in a deep voice, ”I don't know you. Please let me go.”
Zijuan Fuzheng Mingzi level killer, ”I won't let go. You know in your heart that you are the person I'm looking for.”
The ghost level killer kept silent for a moment and admitted his identity, ”now my martial arts are completely useless. I look terrible. People are not human, ghosts are not ghosts. I don't deserve you. Zijuan, I'm sorry, our engagement is invalid. ”
Zijuan said, ”is that why you want to cancel our engagement“
”Zijuan, I swore I would give you the best, but now I can't do it, I can't give you happiness. If you marry me, your life will be ruined. Go! ”
The purple cuckoo patted the chest of the hell level killer, ”your little trouble, madam, will be solved for you in my face. You don't have to worry.”
The hell level killer doesn't believe the words of Zijuan.
Maybe someone can make him look like the old, but absolutely no one has the magical ability to continue the meridians and connect the veins and repair the Dantian.
He reluctantly told himself that it could not be. In today's world, even those old monsters in laolaoshan can't do it, let alone a woman in a boudoir courtyard.
The purple cuckoo's face was not good. ”You don't believe my wife.”
The ghost level killer was flustered, ”no, I didn't, I really didn't.”
The purple cuckoo's eyes were as sharp as a sword and went straight to the bottom of the heart of the hell level killer, ”I can see that you don't believe my wife, let alone me.”
Purple cuckoo feels a little wronged, sad and sour nose.
She lived for twenty years and fought for a man for the first time, but the man was kind and wasted her kindness.