World of martial arts (33)(1)

His two straight eyebrows were long and narrow, slanted to his temples, and the ends of his eyebrows were slightly raised and thin, which added a bit of seductiveness to the man's appearance.

His skin was pale and his nose was high.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the man's beautiful peach-shaped eyes. Now that he had lost his mask, his eyes were actually light gold, like the vertical pupils of a fierce beast.

it looked strange and beautiful.

This face was extremely unfamiliar to Fu min.

She had never seen it before.

Fu min's heart sank a little, this was clearly out of her expectations.

could she have guessed wrong?

ji qinglin was not qi chen?

How could it be ...

Fu min's mind was in a mess, and her face was so dark that she couldn't even be bothered to put on a perfunctory face.

she quickly retreated.

she couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. it was as if she was relieved, but also a little lost ...