The strongest queen of the six realms

Chapter 297 Untitled (1)
The crimson dress and the huge feather wings stretched from the back formed a strong visual impact, one demon and one fairy, one red and one white, like a demon and not a demon, and a fairy but not a fairy, the temperament of the body is very impressive Unfathomable, unparalleled and innocent, with a pair of light and gentle tenderness flowing in the eyes of pigeon blood, beautiful but hiding the abyss of fatal death.

Although the coercion emanating from the huge Death Scythe in his hand has faded, the blood-red and treacherous aura around him still makes people dare not underestimate it. Xuan Yan twitched the corners of his mouth and looked Luo Qingchen up and down at this moment He asked puzzledly: "Mistress, I remember. You didn't dress like this before, did you?"

Both arms are exposed, although the crimson tulle is wrapped around it, but the crimson tulle is not the same, but instead arouses the latent desire in the human heart, making people want to jump on her to bully her , but people in the world must have the guts to succeed. The mistress is the mistress. Even if human blood flows through her body, the killing deep in her bones will never change. I am afraid that anyone with such thoughts will be transformed under the scythe of death. Scatter as dust.

Shaking her hands, the ends of the crimson tulle hanging from her arms were tied with strings of silver bells, shaking endlessly but no sound came out, Luo Qingchen tilted her head, "I didn't summon the god of death last time." The sickle came out, and my original appearance is what I am now. I used to change a little because it was too troublesome to wear like this, but now I can’t tolerate me.”

On the bare white ankles, a string of white and silver palace bells made of unknown material was shaking gently, the sound was distant and ethereal, as if it came from outside the sky, Luo Qingchen frowned and looked at it with disgust. To be honest, she really doesn't like this kind of dress.

Si Yajun didn't care how Luo Qingchen was dressed at the moment, even if she cared, she couldn't change it, Luo Qingchen's original body was like this, what should he do, force her to put on those relatively clumsy clothes again Clothes, that will affect her combat effectiveness, and he is not such a narrow-minded person, well, definitely not.

Xuan Jian suddenly glanced at Si Yajun beside him, his eyes darkened slightly, and the breath around him was cool and cold, Xuan Fang swallowed with difficulty, and moved to the side, because he didn't know the master before. The mother's original body is like this, and as I said before, no one except their master Si Yajun has seen Luo Qingchen's real original body, so it's hard to move people's eyes away from such a sudden appearance.

Compared with the appearance of the Snow Country before, it is simply weaker than it is now, isn't it!

Just like the Nine Heavens Fairy who came out of the painting, just the expensive clothes that reveal the temptation of spring will attract the prying eyes of the world, not to mention that the mistress is not bad, her small face is about the size of a palm , the facial features are exquisite and feminine but with a hint of cold killing intent, they are strangely grouped together, but they are a damn match.

Feng Ranmo watched the woman in the crimson dress walk towards him quietly with her beautiful and condensed phoenix eyes, then opened her arms and hugged him, her body temperature was very cold, but at this moment Feng Ranmo felt very warm It was very comfortable, the faint scent coming from her body made the corners of Feng Ranmo's eyes twitch, with a hint of coldness and silent charm.

"I'm sorry, I made you worry." Qianqian's words with a smile and guilt resounded in Feng Ranmo's ears, and the cold temperature on his cheeks made Luo Qingchen couldn't help rubbing against Feng Ranmo's human body. With a warm side face, the eyes are curved like the crescent moon in the sky.

(End of this chapter)