Allure Summoner

Her voice was very low, as if lifeless, full of loneliness.

Duanmuming's body visibly stiffened, he hugged her tightly, rested his chin on her shoulder, and covered his chest with his right hand, his voice was a little hoarse: "Xi'er, why do you think so? It hurts so much."

The corners of Jun Qianxi's mouth curled up, with a self-deprecating smile on his lips: "Isn't it?"

"Of course not." Duanmu Ming replied without the slightest hesitation, "If you really want to talk about qualifications, I am not qualified."

Jun Qianxi suddenly became quiet, waiting for his explanation.

But the people behind did not speak again.

She was anxious in her heart, so couldn't he take this opportunity to explain clearly and let her get rid of the inferiority complex in her heart?

"Xi'er, you're starting to worry about gains and losses. Does this mean that you have me in your heart?" Duanmuming rubbed her face affectionately, "Xiao'er, I swore that as long as I'm here, My Xi'er only needs to be responsible for smiling like a flower. So, how can you let those annoying chores bother you? If you frown because of these things, I will hurt here."

He said, holding Jun Qianxi's hand and putting it on his chest, with a little sadness on his face: "Xi'er, no matter in the past, present or future, in my heart or by my side, you are the only one Human position, trust me!"

Under the moonlight, he was dressed in a fine attire, his long black hair stood up neatly, and the bangs on his forehead fell down because of his bowing his head, casting a shadow on his face.

His curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was infinite sadness in his eyes.

At this time, he was not the famous His Majesty Hades, but an ordinary man, begging for the trust of his beloved woman.

Jun Qianxi has never seen him look so depressed, like a fragile porcelain doll, as long as she says a word, it will become fragmented.

She lowered her eyes, covering up the throbbing in her eyes.

"Xi'er, I don't ask you for anything else, as long as you agree to let me protect you."

His deep voice lingered in her ears and struck straight into the deepest part of her heart.

"Duanmu Ming, what can I do?" Her voice trembled slightly, her eyes sparkled.

Her chin was gently lifted, and the face in front of her eyes was so breathtaking.

The corners of Duanmu Ming's mouth hooked slightly, and he pressed a kiss lightly on her thin lips: "It's me, how can I meet you."

Snowflakes suddenly fluttered at this moment, Jun Qianxi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a few tears fell down.

At this time, a powerful spiritual pressure rose from under their feet.

"Ming'er, it's fine if you don't greet me when you come to the Snow Mountain Sect, destroy my prohibition, trample on my Snow Mountain Sect palace, and even bring a woman of unknown origin to kiss me in front of me, you are really getting more and more rebellious. "

When this melodious voice sounded, the expression on Duanmu Ming's face became colder than ever before: "Greetings to you? From the moment you threw me into Thunder Pool, we have nothing to do with each other."

As he spoke, he slapped his lower body, and a corner of the temple under his feet was shattered by this powerful force.

"Others take your Snow Mountain faction seriously, but in my eyes, you are nothing."

"Hmph, you haven't learned anything in the past few years, but you have learned arrogance!"