Fengwu Jiangshan: The hot wolf princess is too evil

"You don't agree?" Mo Wuji asked nervously, "Why? Because, because of the matter between you and Mu Zihan? I don't care, I like you, I like any kind of you!"

Wei Ning cried out in a low voice...

"Are you blaming me for being late? You have already chosen Mu Zihan, so it's difficult now?"

"No!" Wei Ning suddenly raised her head, her voice was firm, "I am not in a dilemma, nor am I making a choice!"

"then you……"

"The purple-haired Mo Wuji I've seen, he sleeps forever under the darkness..." Wei Ning choked up and said, tearfully looking at another purple-haired Mo Wuji standing in front of her, he was wearing a mask of the eye of the gods Mo Wuji.

The smile on the corner of his lips slowly condensed, and the stunning beauty that the mask could not hide was like a bright light source, illuminating the darkness, the delicate face, gorgeous purple hair, unreal beauty like a dream.

In this world, no matter how beautiful a man can be, he can be a hundred times more beautiful than that.

It's because of her beauty that she...

"I know you exist only because of this mask, so... please don't disturb the dead person, let him rest in peace, okay?" Wei Ning bit her lips, and finally didn't let herself cry too badly, and said completely Say this sentence.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Wuji's monstrous and gorgeous voice suddenly turned sharp and cold, as if a delicate glass painting screen was split by a sharp axe, making a sharp sound of shattering.

"I'm not talking nonsense, Your Majesty Pluto!" Wei Ning wiped her eyes dry, still sucking her nose, "Do you know that you don't look like one at all, because there is half a mask of the Eye of God that Mo Wuji's soul memory, in the In my body!"

"But it's still him when I put on the mask!" Mo Wuji said sharply, it was indeed the face of an evildoer, but...

Wei Ning shook her head, "You may be him, but it's not the one who shares memories with me, the one who fell in love with me, and made me fall in love."

"Mu, Qing, Ning!" He gritted his teeth and popped out the words one by one.

"I said that my name is not Mu Qingning." Wei Ning continued his words calmly, "Your Majesty Pluto, I don't think you have ever seen Mo Cangxuan, you were shaped by his reshaped spirit body ,Do you know why?"

Mo Wuji stared at him gloomily, with a ferocious expression.

Wei Ning said: "Because his younger brother, the real Mo Wuji died because he helped me seal Wujiang, and you must replace him! Originally, Mo Cangxuan thought that after reshaping his spirit body, he would still be his younger brother, but He discovered that you are not in the end, you can only become the king of the underworld, but you will never be his younger brother!"

"Shut up!" He whispered.

Wei Ning was not afraid at all, "Your Majesty Pluto, if you have a chance, you can go to the underworld to have a look, where the real Mo Wuji sleeps forever."

He suddenly took off the mask on his face, and in an instant, his purple hair returned to a dazzling silvery white, and the pure white robe on his body, like the transition from day to night, was dyed black bit by bit.

"What do you want? I've put down my dignity to beg you, but you won't come back to me?" He asked coldly.

"Back to you?" Wei Ning sneered, facing Mo Wuji who is the King of Pluto, she didn't have a deep sense of guilt and guilt.

Because she has never been sorry for him.