She leaned against the snowman's arms, and her scarred body kept bleeding, dripping on the snowman.

She stared at the dead man, dressed in black.

Look at the torn robe on her body.

Ancient costumes?

A memory that did not belong to her flicked into her mind. Her phoenix eyes were slightly picked. She was blown to death in the laboratory and was actually alive again?

good!

This is really great!

Although this body is a waste, it doesn’t matter, as long as you are alive, it’s fine.

Mu Qingqian?

The same name as her.

Just a little more surname Mu?

The heir to the first spiritual cultivation family in Ziyue Kingdom, the eldest daughter of the Mu family, and the pearl in the palm of the Mu family.

The original owner was spoiled by the head of the Mu family as a treasure since childhood and had never left the capital of Ziyue Kingdom. This time he came out because of a woman named Yue Rushuang.

Yue Rushuang told the original owner that the crown prince needed Xuelian, so the original owner foolishly left the Mu family and came from thousands of miles away.

His Royal Highness is the original owner's dream lover and fiancé.

Unexpectedly, the moon is shining with frost, and the life is lost, and the corpse is spread across the snow mountain.

It is said that this little girl is a waste.

Others can cultivate spirits, but she doesn't. She also likes to learn from others to fight and is beaten up every time.

If Uncle Yin hadn't protected him in the dark, this little girl might have been beaten to death many times.

The biting cold wind gushed into her body, she gathered her clothes and checked the condition of her body.

The dantian was destroyed, and the pitiful foundation was gone, and it was even more impossible to gather qi and cultivate spirits.

The face was scratched by Yue Rushuang, and countless venoms were poured into it. The skin was almost ulcerated, and the venom spread all over her body, not far from death.

hehe

"It's really miserable!" Qingqian sneered, "Yue Rushuang, how cruel are you?"

The original owner has such a noble identity and lives such a frustrated life. Qingqian feels that there is really no one else!

Since I have occupied your body, I will naturally seek justice for you.

Is Mu Qingqian?

Well, she accepts it!

The corpse was everywhere in the snow, and her blood meandered all the way to the feet of the snowman behind her.

Click!

Click!

Mu Qingqian heard a sound behind him and turned around to look.

The originally good snowman began to show cracks!

Cracking little by little.

Until the snow skin completely fell off and a person was exposed.

The man was sitting cross-legged, and there seemed to be a cloud of blurred white mist in front of him, covering his face, making people unable to see clearly.

Mu Qingqian could only vaguely see his eyes closed slightly, his long and slightly curly eyelashes covering his eyelids, casting a circle of silhouettes like butterfly wings.

It's like ink, and it's too long to the waist. Just looking at it like this, Mu Qingqian felt that his face after the halo must have an impeccable face, and his delicate facial features were like a beautiful work of art like a magical work of art from heaven.

He exuded a sense of unparalleled and sinister and coldness all over his body.

The cold wind blew on his face, lifting his tip.

Mu Qingqian's gaze fell on his head, and a tear stone was actually floating there.

She slowly stretched out her hand, her fingertips fell on the tears, and a cool feeling spread throughout her body.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, his pair of violet-like eyes were breathtaking.

Mu Qingqian raised her eyebrows gently and her purple eyes!

Click!

The tears stone somehow broke.

The sky and the earth suddenly changed color, the wind blew, and lightning and thunder!

Mu Qingqian only felt a powerful pressure spread throughout the world.

The feeling of oppression is getting heavier and heavier, and it comes from this man.

His strength is so strong!
Chapter completed!