Adorable and Adorable Ghosts Chapter 175: : Past
She was always so proud.
Just like once on Shennv Peak, high above, people just look at it from a distance, and they can always feel ashamed in their hearts.
She is dignified and beautiful, with unparalleled charm. Just a slight frown on the willow-like slender eyebrows can make the flowers and plants in front of the hall become overshadowed, and they will lower their own delicate and beautiful flowers that are just in bloom.
No one in the world does not praise her beauty, and no one can underestimate her charm.
Countless well-known gods, like bees and butterflies, surrounded her beauty, wishing they could never leave her.
Under the towering Goddess Peak, there is never a lack of figures of many gods and men. Beautiful things can always make people stop again and again. And she who can eclipse all the beauties is naturally regarded as one of the great beauties in the God Realm. And under the Goddess Peak, who refused to leave for a long time, and gathered more and more gods and men, it can be regarded as a wonder in the God Realm.
It is said that to become a god, one must be ruthless, but in fact, there are not many people who can truly be ruthless. Everyone has a love of beauty, and among the thousands of gods and men gathered here, there will always be the existence of the prodigal son. Not only do they want to appreciate the grace of the goddess up close, but they also want to get in close contact with her, and even kiss her.
Perhaps her temperament and appearance are so unique that some people will always feel itchy and choose to forget. top realm.
Mourning will never forget that on Goddess Peak, every day, a few guys who have been sealed and beaten with black noses and swollen faces will be left behind. No one likes to be surrounded by people, and no one likes to be watched by people lying on the window.
She's always done that. Anyone who approaches Goddess Peak beyond a certain range will be sealed off by her thunderbolt method, beaten violently, and then thrown down the mountain.
But this kind of thing is always prohibited repeatedly. Even if she developed her power and spread her formation to the entire Goddess Peak, she still couldn't drive away the surrounding gods.
She made the rules, and when others follow the rules, she can't drive everyone away. After all, the God Realm is not her own. When people stand on the main road, in the sky, or outside your mountain, you really have nothing to do with others.
Hit and fight, hide and hide. But there are always people who are not afraid, and there are always people who can detect her whereabouts at the first time.
She didn't even know why these gods and men were always following her when they didn't practice all day long?
Sealing the mountain is also useless. Once the mountain is closed, there will be more troublemakers. In the end, she simply let it go and set the rules as always.
This is the most time-saving and labor-saving method.
Not all the people gathered at the Goddess Peak were people who admired her beauty. After all, at her level of existence, she would never make a move easily. Whether it's that graceful body technique, or that overbearing technique. All those who pursue her are flocking to her. By watching her fight and abuse food every day, she can gain insight and experience and improve her own realm.
Mourning didn't know if she ever suspected that most of these troublemakers were actually drawn by those martial idiots who gathered together and drew lots. The purpose is to let her beat someone up so that she can learn secretly.
When he was free, most of the time, he was staring at her profile.
Mourning was luckier than most because he was a man of the mountains.
Whenever he sees her figure, while bowing and saluting, he always sneaks a look at her. Even though he was ashamed, he looked greedily. His eyes are bold and unabashed. Although it is stealthy, everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart.
Goddess, what a title that people respect and stay away from.
But he was always by her side, observing her from various angles. He obviously took advantage of the right time, place and people, but wasted a lot of his practice time looking at her.
Look at her delicate willow eyebrows and her delicate red lips.
It's just that she never paid attention to him. Even if he often appeared by her side, she never paid attention to it. Didn't even look up. It was as if he was a speck of dust, or a stone on the ground.
He longed for her all the time, and mustered up the courage to stand in front of her, but what he got in return was a simple frown that made his heart beat unceasingly, followed by an understatement, which made people feel extremely heartbroken. open"!
Mourning can only get out of the way. Then watch her go away.
As always arrogant, as always indifferent.
He always thinks that a goddess is a goddess, as if everything in this world is so insignificant in her eyes. She doesn't belong to him, and she doesn't belong to anyone.
It was as if his idea had been confirmed, because the next day, when he appeared in front of her again, her expression didn't change a bit, as if the thing he blocked her way had never happened.
Mourning was relieved, he was so happy that he almost clapped his hands. And relying on this mentality, he really lived a comfortable life for a while.
Until that annoying man appeared in front of her.
One extremely intoxicating afternoon, he never dreamed that he would see Su Li playing the piano in the purple bamboo forest on the top of the mountain.
There is also the intoxicating figure dancing with the wind.
What a graceful and startling Hongying!
The first time he saw Pianran's dancing posture, she was obviously so intoxicating, but she danced for the figure sitting behind the Yaoqin.
Mourning's heart is broken.
He looked at the man sitting behind the piano with a passionate smile full of resentment, growling in his heart, resentful, complaining about the man, and remembering the woman in front of him.
The one sitting behind the piano should be him. It should also be him who can appreciate her beautiful dancing posture.
What does that man named Su Li have?
There is no profound strength, no strong influence. He has nothing!
But he has her smile, which is better than having everything.
That was the first time Mourning saw her smile. It is so bright, it is so moving. This kind of smile is in his heart, and it should only bloom for him alone. It can only bloom for him alone.
She betrayed him.
She should be dismissive of everyone. But she betrayed him.
He never felt that his unspoken feelings would be trampled on like this. Compared with the indifferent ignorance, this scene of singing with other men in front of him is undoubtedly more unacceptable to him.
He backed away slowly, venting his emotions hysterically.
As the successor of the top power, I have never endured such a humiliation.
She should treat him equally.
But she didn't, she just ignored him indifferently, but treated other men with a smile on her face.
So, he's going to kill her!
And not just kill her!
He still wants to torture her, torturing the pair of adulterers, so that they will never be reborn forever, and let them sink into **** forever.
Mourning quietly walked past Ye Manshan and stopped her figure. He greedily took a breath of air, as if it was filled with her smell.
Obviously they are already mortals. Why is it still so intoxicating and charming?
There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. During these years of endless pursuit, he killed her countless times.
Now he no longer wants to get her. For such a high-ranking person like him, the body of an ordinary person is no longer taken seriously. In his opinion, it's time for the relationship between the two to be reversed, and it's time for him to ignore her.
He was thinking like this, but he forgot that he just greedily took a breath of air, imagining that there was her scent in the air. He also forgot that from the moment the two met by chance, from the beginning to the end, the corner of his eyes never left Ye Manshan's body. But she was as ignorant and indifferent as before.