Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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After all, she was just a small episode in his long life.

He is different from her fairy demon, and when they meet again, they will be enemies...

Of course, she would avoid him all her life.

Let the past be buried deep in my heart, let me gradually forget it, anyway, she has become a fairy, and she has a lot of time... [

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The flying snow all over the sky is cold and white when entering the eyes.

It is foggy and foggy in the distance. I don't know if it is snow, clouds, or the sky.

There are countless Yushu Qionghua under the feet, swaying in the wind and snow, with a unique style.

Ahead was a glacial lake with a thick layer of ice forming on the surface of the lake.There are pavilions, terraces and pavilions looming in the center of the lake, like a mirage in a fairyland.

Yue Wushang is sitting in a pavilion right now, and there is a banquet table in the pavilion.

I don't know what kind of material the green table is made of, it's big and smooth.

It looks a bit like emerald, with countless palm-sized white jade cups and saucers filled with immortal wine and delicacies.

Holding a white jade cup in his hand, he leaned against the pavilion railing.

Stretching his legs, he took a sip of wine comfortably.

A pair of watery eyes narrowed slightly, as if looking at the lake, but also as if not seeing anything...

Opposite him, sat a man in green robe.

The man had gorgeous long hair, which fluttered in the wind instead of hanging down on the ground.

The cyan robe shone with a little bit of dark red luster.

The colored glaze changes and has a kind of empty and elegant taste.

And that face, compared to Yue Wushang's, was not much better.

The outline is clear, without the slightest defect.

A strand of black hair hangs down her forehead, her long eyebrows are picturesque, and her phoenix eyes are elegant.

Paired with his flying hair, it forms a messy yet elegant beauty. [

At this time, his pale and delicate fingers were holding a white jade cup.

He took a look at Yue Wushang: "I said, Lord Mojun, you have been with me for three days. When did you get so idle? Your Mirage Palace has been disbanded?"