Chapter 876

The guard's manner was gentle and polite, which was very different from that of Mu city.

Mu Cheng was on one side and his face was darker.

"Warm primary dyeing." Wen churan calmly replied, "my name."

As soon as those three words were slowly revealed from her pink lips, the guards suddenly changed their faces, and only some new guards were still full of doubts.

Warm primary dyeing? Who is it?

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted "come on! Go and inform the president that Miss Wen is back! "

Come back?

Wen churan can't help wrinkling his eyebrows.

Hearing this cry, the new guards suddenly realized that they all looked at Wen churan again with surprised eyes.

The woman in front of me is Miss Wen!

The president has been looking for Miss Wen for five years!

Mysterious for so long, I didn't expect to finally see a real person!

Wen churan was so uncomfortable that he turned his back to them.

Mu Cheng still asked anxiously, "Xiao ran... Do you really want to see him? If you don't want to, I can take you now! "

"What nonsense!" Wen churan smiled and shook his head. "Here we are..."

"At least he hasn't appeared yet, I'm just afraid of you..." Mu Cheng pressed her shoulder and wanted to continue to persuade.

Just then, a cold voice came from behind.

"Warm primary dyeing."

Only three words.

Wearing Wen's first dyed eardrum, she shocked her body like a fierce ghost, and her face changed instantly.

For this familiar call, her only remaining memory is that five years ago, when she jumped off the cliff without turning back, she seemed to fall into boundless hell. The wind roared in her ears, mixed with a sad cry.

"Warm primary dyeing -"

At that moment, she asked unwilling questions from the bottom of her heart.

Why can't even death keep her quiet?

Why does even huangquan road have traces of that man?

"Xiao ran..."

Seeing that her face was extremely ugly and even her lips lost any blood color, Mu Cheng was very worried and said, "Xiao ran, he... Is right behind you. If you don't want to see him, don't look back. I'll take you away now."

He was about to pull the woman's hand.

Who knows the temperature, but let the first dye avoid it.

The next moment, she slowly turned her body. After sweeping her eyes in the air, a slender figure rushed into her sight.

It was a handsome man. His noble and elegant temperament was mixed with innate coldness and arrogance.

Surrounded by many guards, it is like a natural king. The powerful aura emitted from the whole body makes people unable to approach or even look at it.

Beautiful eyes are like cold pools and abysses. Everywhere they go, they are like a layer of cold ice.

The stars hold the moon high, arrogant and despise all sentient beings - such a man.

After a lapse of five years, in addition to being thinner, the ink has not changed in its heyday. Even the passing years can not engrave the slightest trace on a man's handsome face

He was not a good man. In the past five years without Wen churan, he was even more angry. It seemed that he was developing in the direction of a tyrant.

Wen churan thought he could face him with a calm state of mind.

However, when she saw the familiar but strange face, the thin lips that once said she loved her, the arms that once held her tightly in her arms, and the chest that she had been lying still.

She has been trying to maintain her present composure, so fierce that she is broken.