The Queen's Rebirth: Your Highness, please bow your head

amp;#65279;amp;#65279;But. . .The Saman people have self-healing power!

He gave her a strange look, his gaze was like a cold blade, he hated the most when others showed a fearless look in front of him.

He looked at her, with a dignified and dangerous arc floating on the black skirt, "You are the first woman who dared to point a dagger at me, but you will never have another chance..."

"Then I will definitely send you on the road at a faster speed!" Her voice was not loud, but very penetrating, like a stone falling into a calm lake, even if it is inconspicuous, it will disturb the tranquility of the lake. Of course.

"Do you have this ability?" Not to mention that she doesn't have this ability, even if she did, it's only her who died.

"Try it!"

At this moment, facing this first person who dared to resist him, he really wanted to know what kind of girl she was?

He suddenly thought of something, and there was a little smile in his deep and dark eyes, "In this case, let's verify whether you are afraid of me in your heart, I have seen a lot of timid souls, I don't know if you will be different Woolen cloth!"

She still didn't understand what he said, but felt his warm palm holding her hand on its own, with the palms facing each other, he slowly closed his eyes, with a little bit of curiosity and expectation on his face.

She was startled, and wanted to shake it off reflexively, but found that her palm seemed to be sucked by something, and she couldn't shake it off at all, only to hear him close his eyes and say in a low voice: "Don't struggle, I just want to see What is your soul like?"

"You can see the soul?" She couldn't help exclaiming, is it true that there are many mysterious powers in the Bercy jungle as the outside world said?

but. . .Her soul is the deepest secret in her heart, how can she let people discover the unbearableness of her previous life, even a stranger can't do it. . .

"Don't look!!" She blurted out without even thinking about it, her exquisite face seemed to have unprecedented fear and inferiority complex, "My soul..."

He said calmly: "Don't make noise, then I won't feel it..."

Having said that, his movements suddenly stopped, and the expression on his face was a little tangled, as if he had seen something unsightly.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and a little mist appeared on his porcelain-like skin. He closed his eyes, and his breathing became rapid, which made her nervous inexplicably.

What exactly did he see?

She was about to speak, but found that his hand had already let go of her, and slowly opened her eyes, but the expression on her face was serious, changing from the previous contempt and disdain.

"Your soul... so it's like this..." His expression seemed to be disappointed, but also sympathetic, and there were some emotions she couldn't understand. He could only hear his pleasant voice echoing clearly in her heart In the ear, "broken, messy, unbearable, bitter, ruined, unable to speak, almost no part of the whole soul is intact..."

The moment he felt her soul, all kinds of pain poured in and stabbed his heart deeply. Is this still a complete soul?It can be so dilapidated. . .

He still feels it. . .

She looked at him annoyed, wishing to beat him up so that he would forget his secret forever.

At this moment, he just lowered his head, and his two eyes collided heavily. . .