Heavenly Star

pppppp

After watching it for a while, she finally couldn't bear the heat of her whole body, turned around, completely sealed off her hearing, snorkeled the ice, and finally pressed the heat down. The corner of the mouth, slowly pulled up a smile. Ye Wuchen knew too little about the world after all, something he could not see, but she had already appeared. For example, from the lukewarm sound of her dreams, she could hear the glamour of her absence. And Tianchen mainland's last charming daughter was taken in by the North Emperor Sect, which is why she utterly dreamed that she was a North Emperor Sect Chinese. That “Soul of Fire" made her last line of suspicion disappear completely.

There are many listeners in the name of Magic, but very few can truly understand and recognize it. Dreams can hold a high status in the North Emperor Zone and be chosen by the flaming soul as the future wife of Yan Ying Ming, first because of her heavenly appearance and temperament, and second because of the power of her charm. Enchantment, by definition, can enchant the sound of people's minds, and if rumors can practice enchantment to the peak, they don't need to make a sound, just one look, one expression, can make a person obey their words, willing to die for them. Dreams are currently weak, but equally terrifying. As long as a person is bewitched by her voice, she loses her mind and comes out with everything she knows, and then feels nothing but remembers that she seems to have a strange dream. And for those who sleep and faint, she has the confidence to manipulate with charm, even if she possesses more power than her mathematical level.

Thanks to her ability over the years, the North Emperor Zong did not have to blow ash to get too much important information, and after becoming the wife of Yan Yu Ming, with their mutual cooperation, the North Emperor Zong certainly won't fail.

The Meiyin people, who were already small, together barely numbered 100, depended mainly on heavy gold for their survival and then obtained information for them from their captives, thereby provoking many enemies. One day, a powerful force found a hidden hiding place for the Mystic clan. The abilities of the Meiyin clan were all in Meiyin, and the magic martial arts cultivation was ordinary, eventually almost knocking them out, leaving only the princess of the Meiyin clan who was fortunately hidden at the time, that is, the dream. Finally, she was inadvertently found by the North Emperor Sect who had passed by and, having learned of her identity, promised to find her enemies and avenge her, provided that she remained in the North Emperor Sect forever.

She was fifteen years old, and now she's 20 years short of two months. Because her heart hated her, she excluded the outsiders, and at the same time, she painstakingly cultivated the spiritual tricks of the North Emperor. In less than 20 years, she reached the middle age of ordinary people to reach the ninth level.

To be able to cultivate magic sounds to adults, only women, men can barely get started if they work harder. There is a strict rule in the Meiyin tribe that the daughters of the tribe must not * * before marriage, otherwise their meiyin must be abolished and expelled. And the royal daughter can't even be touched by a man, which sounds a little too strict, naturally not without reason.

The magical sound of dreams can be easily detected by the face of a snowflake simply because she is a virgin. And a virgin, no matter how hard she tries, can only stay in the early stages, incapacitated. Only after * * will the bottleneck break automatically. But the power of mesmerizing has a terrible side effect, once * * in a man, the mesmerizing daughter is in love with her mind and she can no longer tolerate others. In the future, her charms would never affect the man, even if they could reach the point of alluring the world, while the man could decide her life and death with just one thought and abolish her charms. When the Magic Daughter dies, it has no effect on the man, and when the man dies, the Magic Daughter dies with him. This is a cruel covenant between them at the crossroads - a soul covenant.

Therefore, the Magic Daughter must never be easy * * to protect both the Magic Clan and them.

Therefore, Xuefei's face does not allow this last charming daughter to cheapen others.

Moon shadow western slope, Xuefei finally turned around, lakeside, from the craziness of the first half of the night to the more heavenly, the two still in an intertwined position, exhausted lying on the ground, seems to have slept in pairs. There are all kinds of liquids on the body and on the ground that have not yet dried. Dreams lie in front of his chest, eyes closed, tear marks still lingering, joy and contentment after madness still lingering, delicate.

Nor did Xuefei Yan disturb them, so quietly watching, based on the respiratory rate of both of them, she knew they had not really slept. I just don't know how to face it, and Ye Wuchen... are you trying? She thought silently.

Because the person who is “obsessed with jade", instead of sleeping tired after the * * exhalation, becomes extremely sober and remembers clearly every moment before.

After a cold breeze, Dream * * 's body gently struck a chill, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at Ye Wuchen, who had slept in front of her, the confusion in her heart, unable to stop. She watched as if to keep every trait of this man who had taken his virginity firmly in her heart… even if she wanted to, she could not forget it in this world.

After a long time, she finally trembled and wanted to stand up, and the new flowers blossomed, but went through the onslaught of the Jewish wind and rain. If she hadn't mended herself, she would have been devastated, but in one move, the pain of tearing still made her sound painful. He had marks all over him and her body, and her chest was red and blue a few times more than the face of a snowflake, and the ground was bright and red.

“What's your name.” She touched Ye Wuchen's face, over and over again, tears dropped in her eyes and a trembling charm appeared in her mouth. After so many days together, she finally got the chance, without the girl in black who scared her, without anyone, and he, too, fell asleep in front of her.

“Ye… no chen…” He remained closed, but the corners of his mouth moved gently, slowly overflowing the softly dreamy sound. The sound of dreams reached his ears and deep into his soul.

Magic, Ben is a voice that blends the power of the soul. Only in Tianchen mainland, apart from Ye Wuchen, no one has truly realized the existence of the three destiny elements of life, death and soul. So mesmerizing is defined as a special and terrible ability.

Drop...

A drop of tears fell in front of Ye Wuchen's chest, the dreams had no concern for his eyes that had been blurred by tears, his hands still stood on his face. She was not worried that he would suddenly wake up, and that the person in mesmerizing control would not wake up voluntarily.

“Where is your home...”

“Heavenly Dragon City… Ye Family. ”

“How old are you this year...”

“Seventeen. ”

Every time he asks a question, he answers truthfully, and the accumulated teardrops gradually begin to accumulate a beach of water in front of Ye Wuchen's chest.

“You know where the Southern Emperor's sword is, don't you?” She looked into his eyes and asked softly.

“I don't know…”

Dreaming eyes trembled softly, she said softly: "Then why did you and the Southern Emperor know where the Southern Emperor's sword is? ”

“Because my master occasionally saw the Sword of the Southern Emperor in the family tree of the Southern Emperor, and I described it to him. Someone has to deal with my Ye family. In order for the Southern Emperor to protect my Ye family, I drew the Southern Emperor's sword and made them protect my Ye family under the condition of the Southern Emperor's sword.” Ye Mumbled.

Dream silence, she didn't expect, would be such an answer.

She endured pain in her crotch and soft body, wearing her own clothes in disillusionment. Her clothes were previously faded by one of her own, without any tears or tears.

Dressed, she knelt down and took a very short, thin knife from the sleeve, trembling over his neck. When the cold knife touched his skin, her hands trembled violently, forcing her to move the knife back a few points.

As the eldest princess of Meizin, how could she not know the side effects of the power of Meizin? That “soul contract” was not yet fully formed, and today was her last moment to manipulate him with charms. And as long as he is killed and the unformed soul contract is broken, her fate does not have to be in his hands. And once today, her charms will never work on him even if they are strongest, she will never be able to fall in love with anyone else, all her emotions will gather on him alone, and she will never be able to do anything to hurt him again. Instead, he can find her at any time, scrap her powers of charm at any time, or kill her.

And the task that Yan Yiming asked her to accomplish, didn't it kill him in the end...

Her hands were shaking all the time, but there was no way to fall. His hands were trembling, his heart was trembling as well, why the soul contract was clearly not formed and he still could not do it to him in the face of the fate he had manipulated at will.

“I'm your first woman... am I?” She looked at his face and smiled softly.

“Yes…”

“So... do you remember my name? ”

“Dreams………………"

The cold blade left his neck and landed on a slightly wet floor, wiggling his wrist, drawing three distinct lines next to him.

Yan Zhimeng.

With a wave of hands, the knife was thrown far away by her. She can't do it. She can't do it anyway. Every time the blade approaches him, her heart aches. She threw it far away and picked up the clothes he had laid aside, one for him, from underwear to coat, one for him gently.

Her hands were clumsy and inactive, which was the first time she dressed someone other than herself and the first thing she did for him. Her movements were exceptionally gentle and delicate, like that of a wife dressed in gentle clothes by her husband.

When she wore the socks, she thought of the day when he disregarded his own resistance and took off his socks to heal himself, laughing with tears on his face, like a pear blossom after the rain.

Lift his body, put on his same snow coat as his own clothes, and smooth the creases with her slender hands one by one. As he laid his body flat, a slight chirp slipped from his sleeve. She glanced at him, helped him tidy his head, and then picked up the turquoise short.

In passing, he used such a short cock to blow the whistle that made thousands of people cry.

Instead of putting her short cock back in his sleeve, she held it gently in her hands and put it on her chest, starting to step back. As he retreated, his face grew further away from her until his eyes blurred again. She wiped away the tears in her eyes and finally looked at him, finally letting go of her footsteps, her body swept out a beautiful white shadow and left him.

After a few moments, the snowy thousand miles of snow all over the body hissed and drove north.

The horse went away, Ye Wuchen opened his eyes, slowly stood up and looked north. He shook his head and said softly: “Go, or go...”