Chapter 131 Paper Wedding Dress (131)

The moonlight stained her snowy clothes, the breeze blew through her hair, and her delicate and beautiful face was cold and indifferent.

In an instant, Miss Wu's eyes dimmed.

Her body became transparent little by little, and when the wind blew, it became thousands of wind and sand, which rolled over the mountains and plains.

Yu Mu coughed violently, put his fist against his lips, lowered his eyes, and his expression was a little pale.

The silver sword in his hand also slowly disappeared.

The shaking in the tomb became more violent. Yu Mu frowned and glanced at the male corpse on the ground opposite.

The original blue-black spots on the male corpse were slowly fading, and it was completely different from the first sight in the coffin.

Yu Mu's eyes were gloomy. Could it be that once Miss Wu died, the male corpse would wake up?

Yu Mu didn't know how strong the male corpse was. But she didn't want to waste her time in such a useless place now.

Yu Mu walked over and picked up Li Jingjing's body. Her eyes swept over Li Jingjing's face, and her thin lips pursed coldly.

The coffin had been upright at some point, perhaps at the moment when Miss Wu disappeared.

Yu Mu walked to the coffin and raised her foot to step in, but suddenly her shoulder was grabbed by a hand. The person behind her turned her over, and Yu Mu looked at the person behind her with cold eyes.

But when Yu Mu saw that the person was Wu Juan, Yu Mu's eyes were stunned.

She hesitated for a moment before pursing her lips and said, "Wu Juan."

"Sister is so cruel."

The young man in front of her was cold and indifferent in white clothes, with a beautiful face that was delicate and beautiful, with clear eyebrows and eyes, a straight nose and brow bones, and thin and red lips tightly pursed, looking pale and sickly.

The corners of his eyes were slightly drooping, which made him look innocent and weak, making her feel distressed. Moreover, his dark eyes were looking at her with resentment and grievance, and his long eyelashes were drooping, simply resting on the corners of his eyes.

Yu Mu paused and said nothing.

Wu Juan's hand was still on Yu Mu's shoulder, and his fingertips were extremely cold.

"You left without saying a word, without even turning your head. Sister, are you so cruel?"

Yu Mu didn't say anything, and Wu Juan's cold fingertips stroked her shoulders: "A Juan has been waiting for sister to come back, waiting, waiting. But sister didn't come back... A Juan was angry and didn't come to see sister, and sister didn't come to see me. I didn't expect that when A Juan came, he saw that sister was about to leave. Sister, do you think this is lucky or unlucky?"

"..." Yu Mu looked at him with frowns, silent.

Wu Juan lowered his long eyelashes, and smiled with his lips curled up after talking to himself. The arc of his smile was faint and shimmering.

He whispered: "It should be lucky, after all, I can still see you..."

"Wu——"

Yu Mu paused and was about to speak, but Wu Juan's eyes swept across Li Jingjing in Yu Mu's arms. He pulled the corner of his mouth lightly: "Is she dead... It's really an eyesore..."

Yu Mu frowned slightly, and before he spoke, he felt the palm that was originally on his shoulder slowly climbed up to the back of his neck along the shoulder line. The fingertips were very cold, making Yu Mu frown slightly.

The palm on the back of her neck stroked her skin. The moment Yu Mu opened his mouth, he was pushed forward.

At that moment, the fragrance of citrus filled her entire breath.