The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 185 The Illusory Beauty Boy 4
I tried to use my whole body's power, but I didn't expect the power to be undiminished and not damaged at all.

And the body doesn't look like it's injured.

This is clear, clearly there is nothing wrong with it.

In the cell, Jian Luo stood in the center, looking at himself.

Because there is really no one else here except her.

Walking slowly to the wall, he stretched out his hand to touch the emerald green marble, and the cold feeling spread along his fingertips all over his body.

It's so cool, like soaking in ice water in hot summer, the whole body feels comfortable.

Wherever the fingertips passed, the coolness became more and more serious.

Suddenly, Jian Luo's eyes widened, she stopped moving her fingers, and took a deep breath, her body wanted to move but she couldn't move.

A figure appeared on the wall.

No, there are two figures, and there is another person besides her.

Suddenly turned around and looked back.

Nobody, not a single person.

The shock in my heart grew more and more, and I turned around to look at the wall again, but the figure did not disappear.

In the figure shown on the wall, she is standing, but the other one is sitting cross-legged.

She wears a pure one-color robe, half of her hair hangs down and half is tied up.

A face as white as jade, clean and thorough.

The sword eyebrows entered the temples, and the eyes were slightly closed.

The figure on the wall could clearly see his eyelashes fluttering bit by bit.

Like a small brush, it casts a fan-shaped shadow on the pure jade eyes.

A straight nose bridge, light pink lips.

Sitting cross-legged, calm and relaxed, this person feels like a piece of pure and flawless jade, clean, bright, and crystal clear.

While lamenting that this man is so handsome, Jian Luo was as shocked as before.

God, she's sure there's no one behind her, that's for sure.

Where did he come from?
ghost?
Not like.

Ghosts don't have this detached aura.

Although it was just an illusory shadow, she was still sure that this person's temperament was unmatched by anyone in the world.

His cleanliness is different from Jun Moran.

If he is like a perfect jade.

That Jun Moran is like a sword hidden in its sheath, a supreme sharp weapon, hiding its edge.

Once out of the sheath, the domineering air leaks out, and the sharpness surpasses anyone in the world.

Jade is warm and moist, and the sword is noble and domineering.

Two completely different people.

Taking a step back involuntarily, Jian Luo lost his composure.

How is this going?

Is this person real or fake?

(End of this chapter)