Chapter 995 Missing Love

"Pfft, haha, hahaha..."

The man's laughter was particularly abrupt in the dark and quiet room. It was obviously such an unscrupulous laughter, but it was elegant and charming because of the deep cello-like tone of the other party.

I don't know how long the other party has been laughing. When he paused, the full moon outside the window, which was covered by clouds, had completely revealed its true colors at this moment.

The silvery white moonlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the dim room and gradually revealing the man's appearance.

This is a beautiful face that is not inferior to that of a woman, with flawless snow-like skin, paired with delicate red lips, and under the slender and thick eyelashes are a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes. The charm of the soul, not to mention the deceptive tear mole under the corner of the eye.

It is said that anyone born with this mole is doomed to suffer from love in this life, to be trapped by love, and to cry easily, but this obviously does not match the man in front of him.

In his world, love is the most meaningless thing. For thousands of years, no one has ever walked into his heart. There is no one now, and it will definitely not appear in the future.

Why is it an affirmative sentence?

That's because his mother took away one of his love threads by herself as early as when he was born, and that thread of love that was taken away was exactly the seven emotions "joy, anger, worry, fear, love, hatred, "love" in "desire".

Why his mother did this, he didn't know, and he wasn't interested in knowing, anyway, his mother was dead, and she died by his own hands.

Because there is no "love", he does not have any emotional fluctuations when he moves his hands. Sometimes he even suspects that what he lacks is not just an emotion, but this kind of thought is only fleeting, and he is still living a chic and happy life.

But this kind of happiness didn't last long, because he found that in this world, there were too many things trying to tie his hands and feet.

For these things that are beyond their control, of course he will show mercy and send them on their way, after all, he is so "kind"~
Under the silver-white moonlight, the man played with the delicate and small flower-shaped earrings in his hand like a bell.

If Freya was here, she would definitely recognize this thing. After all, it was given to Qianqiao by her, and it was a unique communication tool for the elves.

"It seems that the little ones are quite satisfied with my gift, but it's a pity. It's only one step away from success. Variables are really annoying~"

A gust of breeze blew into the room from the open floor-to-ceiling windows, and the man's light blue long hair, which was casually draped over his shoulders, was blown by the wind.

In this way, the slender and graceful neck was exposed to the moonlight, and at the same time, there was also the magic circle on the neck that was shining with a strange red light.

"Since you're here, what's the matter hiding in the dark?"

As the man spoke, his eyes looked towards the shadow that could not be touched by the moonlight, and as his words fell, the shadow began to distort.

"Don't forget, who is your real master..."

The man drew a long tone, and when a person walked out of the shadow, he said two words calmly, "Huiji."

Hearing this, the man who came out of the shadows paused for a moment, then knelt down at the man's feet meekly, but at this moment he was not the image of the monk when he led the monster army.

Now, if Nangong Jun was here, he would feel very familiar, because this person was Jalil Watts who destroyed his dantian.

(End of this chapter)

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