Chapter 402 You Said, My Wife Is Poor?

Pang Junde looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes full of fear.

The man is tall, tall and straight, exuding a noble and arrogant temperament all over his body, just like a natural superior person, with amazing momentum and a sense of oppression.

At this moment, the man is wearing a mask, and the black mask has a metallic luster. Although he can't see his true face, the temperament and feeling he exudes are already amazingly beautiful...

He couldn't help but look at Uncle Nan who was smashed into the distance, because the distance was very long, and he didn't know what Uncle Nan's situation was now. The only thing that was certain was that the man's strength was really strong.

With just a casual blow, Uncle Nan was directly repelled.

Even if Uncle Nan was repulsed unprepared, the ability to repel a master in the innate realm with a single blow is enough to prove how strong this man is...

"You... who are you?"

Pang Junde spoke hesitantly, his voice a little uncertain.

"Today's matter is a grievance between us and this woman. I advise you better not to interfere."

Zhou Yanyu has been staring at this man since he appeared, how could there be such an amazing man in the world?

Even if he can't see his true face, just the breath he exudes is already shocking from the bottom of his heart.

However, when she noticed that the man and Mu Zhiqing seemed to be a perfect match when standing next to each other, she also had a look of jealousy in her eyes.

"Young master, apart from her empty appearance, this woman is all dressed by a seductive man. You must not be deceived by her appearance."

Zhou Yanyu subconsciously straightened her bun, and a smile appeared on her face that she thought was kind and virtuous.

Pang Junde also noticed Zhou Yanyu's expression, and there was a trace of displeasure between his brows.

"Yanyu, what do you mean by smiling at him like that?"

However, Zhou Yanyu didn't care about Pang Junde at the moment, and all his thoughts were on the man in black.

This... is like a dream lover's existence!

"Fashionable man?" Ling Yunting said four words in a low voice.

Zhou Yanyu nodded again and again, with a serious expression: "Look at her, she is obviously a pauper, but has such a high-grade sword.

Look at that bead hairpin again, can she afford it? "

In the face of Zhou Yanyu's vowed words, the expressions of everyone present were also very strange, and they did not understand why Zhou Yanyu kept talking about how poor this woman was from the beginning.

In their opinion, this girl is much stronger than Zhou Yanyu in terms of appearance, temperament and elegant manner of speaking.

The bun is not decorated too much, just a bead hairpin has made her look dazzling and radiant.

"You mean...my wife is poor?"

The low and cold voice was like the sound of hell, without the slightest temperature, but the imposing manner was extremely compelling.

"Hu... ma'am?"

Zhou Yanyu was stunned and looked up in disbelief.

I saw the man's eyes like a knife, and like a bolt of lightning piercing the void, exuding an amazing murderous aura.

She shivered subconsciously, her gaze was too terrifying, and her whole body was like falling into an ice cellar.

He actually said... this woman is his wife!

Pang Junde also had a ghostly expression on his face. If Mu Zhiqing was the man's wife, it would mean that he would never get involved in this matter today!

"Someone...come here!" Pang Junde hurriedly shouted.