God's descent (15)_1

The light in front of her was blocked, and a slender black shadow pressed over. The person's aura was extremely strong, cold and indifferent. In contrast, the young girl looked like a pitiful little white flower swaying in the wind.

Fu Shang's eyes widened.

The psychopath was walking toward her.

How to break, urgently, wait, online!

"Don't even think about it."

"He won't wake up."

The texture of the man's Black cloak was very good, and it looked deeper than the night sky. He bent over slightly, and his eyes swept over the girl from under the cloak.

It was a cold, indifferent, and superior gaze that definitely belonged to a superior.

Her voice was unexpectedly pleasant to the ear.

It wasn't the kind of nauseating and mocking voice that Fu min had imagined.

Instead, it was low and pleasant to the ear. However, he did not speak often, so his words were a little rough and slightly hoarse, which was very ear-piercing.

Fu Shang was speechless.