The killer also travels through the series of clouds without trace

Chapter 290 Yun Wuhen 10
Such a pair of eyes made Sima Jin involuntarily think of the beating in the hunting ground of Beichen Kingdom.

It reminded him even more of the insult he received in Beichen Kingdom.

In my heart, I was in doubt.

In his heart, until now, he is still not sure whether the person in front of him is Yue Qingyun, or the person who stomped on his face with a smile on his face.

On this person's face, he couldn't see the slightest bit of girlishness.

What I can feel is like a well-educated young man from a rich family.

What made Sima Jin even more uncertain was that if it was really a woman, she would definitely not be so calm in such a place where Yingge Yanwu was full of extravagant joy.

Thinking of this, Sima Jin's expression began to return to normal, and the wine glass that was in mid-air also came to his mouth.

Yue Qingyun turned his head and looked back to see the change in Sima Jin's expression. At this moment, his eyes, which were originally crooked with a smile, became even more slits.

The sitting body didn't move, but turned around and raised the wine glass in his hand, signaling to Sima Jin.

Seemingly unable to see Sima Jin's dazed expression again because of her actions, Yue Qingyun took a sip of his wine before saying leisurely: "General Sima is really a nobleman who forgets things a lot, presumably it must be I don't know my friend anymore."

Her words made Sima Jin, who had already made up his mind, jump up.

He strode to Yue Qingyun's side, lowered his head and looked into those smiling eyes.

With a dignified tone, one word at a time: "How could it be you?"

"It seems that General Sima's eyes are not very good, but his memory is good. He still remembers me as an old friend."

Sima Jin's face immediately became even more gloomy, he lowered his head and stared fiercely into Yue Qingyun's eyes.

How could he forget Yue Qingyun.

No matter who it was, especially a man, if he was beaten up by a woman who thought he was in control, he would never forget it in his life.

Yue Qingyun smiled sweetly, and raised her head to meet Sima Jin's looking down eyes, her aura was no less than that of Sima Jin with a stern face.

Her imposing manner had nothing to do with her height, or her colder face than anyone else's.

(End of this chapter)