Chapter 779 Learned to Plunder...

Xue Yimo still loves to smile, his smile is as sweet as honey, and his behavior is vicious like a devil.

Countless people died under her piano, and she didn't care more and more.

However, she would wash her hands over and over again after killing someone.

Her fingers slowly became as tender as green onions. After washing her hands, she would stretch out her fingers and look at them in front of her eyes.

"I don't want to kill people..." She murmured, with a look of disgust, and laughed again: "But I want to live."

A ruthlessness flashed in her beautiful eyes: "So, let me kill people..."

As more and more people were killed, her red clothes became more and more red, and she began to like bright colors and luxurious decorations.

All the furnishings in her boudoir are extremely luxurious, shining everywhere. Zhu Guangbao was dizzy with anger.

However, in her boudoir, there is often a vase of plain wild flowers enshrined. The flowers are inconspicuous, small and light in color, like things that grow randomly by the roadside.

She often sits alone in front of the flowers with her knees hugged, looking at the flowers for half an hour. Occasionally he would laugh: "When you see me today, can you still recognize me?"

Ning Xuemo didn't pay attention to the wild flowers at first, but when she heard her words, her heart moved!

I finally remembered that this wild flower was from that mountain, and it once swayed at the feet of the man in white who played the piano...

Ning Xuemo shook her fingers, she understood the girl's state of mind strangely.

At the beginning, that man taught her to learn to fight for her own things. Now she has not only learned to fight, but also learned to plunder...

In her dark life, the brief moment she spent with the man in white became the only pure land in her heart...

Years passed through the fights and the bloody battles. The red dress on the former white-clothed girl became more and more vivid in the tempering of blood and fire, and the fiery red dress was as dazzling as the setting sun.

She still goes to that mountain occasionally, but never meets that man again.

But in an accidental late return, he rescued a boy in white who was betrayed by his family and hunted down by the entire ethnic group.

In fact, she was too lazy to meddle in other people's business, but the boy's white clothes attracted her, and his picturesque eyebrows attracted her, making her go against the principle of the devil and save him...

Ning Xuemo felt as if she was watching a thrilling blockbuster. In the blockbuster, blood and rain, kindness and resentment made her heart fluctuate along with it.

The lens changes quickly, like fragments of memory, which flow rapidly one by one, and then disappear into the distance.

Ning Xuemo was watching intently, but when she saw the face of the rescued boy, she shivered violently!

"Xue Yilan!" She blurted out.

With this cry, I suddenly felt a tightness in my body! The scenery in front of me suddenly melted away like spring snow...

She shuddered and finally opened her eyes.

The moment I opened my eyes, the previous dream seemed to be wrapped in a mist, and quickly disappeared...

The body is warm and the body is soft.

What caught her eyes and face was the white clothes with flowing dark lines, and a faint familiar fragrance permeated her nose, making her lose her mind for a moment.

But after being absent for a moment, she suddenly raised her head like an electric shock!

Black satin-like hair flowed in front of her eyes.

Looking at the past along the black hair, it is the face of the old man Emperor Zun who is so beautiful.

He was lying beside her with his head propped on one hand, just looking at her leisurely, the light in his eyes was somewhat unpredictable.