ossibly have"Yun Yingluo asked.A glint flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, his words carrying a hint of meaning.Actually, I even feel that the so-called predestined people may not necessarily be creatures...But Mo Xiaoyu, seemed to have an intuition, she didn't step back.

Looking at the figure before me, clad in white robes and with white hair, wearing a mask.

For some reason, she just felt that he wouldn't hurt her.

"What is your name"

A pleasant male voice came, making it sound like he wouldn't be a bad person.

“I… I’m Mo Xiaoyu.”

"is a non-staff member of Emperor Court." cold and deep, as if devoid of all emotion.There was not even a trace of the common woman's charm or innocence.She is like a cold and thorny rose, giving off an air of noble aloofness that makes her...