Chapter 650

The Supreme Master suddenly calmed down and stared at the woman's water eyes. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke slowly: "that is to say, as long as I reveal my mask to you, you will die of this heart?"

Zhao Wanxi looked at his dark eagle eyes and nodded: "just give me a look. If you are not Leng junao, I will die."

In her heart, she was not sure. Although she found too many similarities with Leng junao in Wuji, she could not say that they were the same person.

Her voice fell, watching the man slowly raise his big hand in armor gloves and fall on the silver mask on his cheek.

At this moment, time seemed to solidify. Zhao Wanxi almost didn't dare to breathe out loud. Only she knew the inner tension.

A treacherous and ugly face slowly emerged from the silver mask. It was twisted and ferocious, reflecting the cold eyes of the man. The evil spirit was faint, and the murders were everywhere. It was like the Shura of hell, with deadly evil.

Zhao Wanxi swallowed her throat. Although her face remained calm, she took a breath. She was also shocked by the man's ugly appearance. Her twisted facial features and the handsome seventh Prince were not the same person.

The next second, the silver mask has fallen back to the face of the Supreme Lord, and the hoarse and low voice escapes into the bottom of the woman's ears with the wind.

"It's time for Dr. Zhao to give up his mind after seeing my true face."

The man's tone with a touch of scorn irony, also let Zhao Wanxi instant back to God.

Aware of her recent gaffe, she cleared her throat awkwardly: "it seems that I really recognize the wrong person."

Wuji master brushed his sleeve: "in two days, I will take amu down the mountain. I just hope that doctor Zhao will not have another trouble."

Leave this sentence, the man does not return to leave, long sleeve irrigation wind, Cape swaying, such as a touch of brilliance disappeared in the woman's line of sight.

Zhao Wanxi watched the man's back disappear in front of her eyes, and her inner fantasy disappeared in an instant.

Three years later, Leng junao seems to have evaporated from the world, and the remaining fantasy in her heart has evaporated with the passage of time.

Pull her thoughts back to reality, she wants to avenge Leng junao. Although the Supreme Lord does not allow her to go to Ji'an temple, she will never miss this opportunity to get close to the Empress Dowager. If the Empress Dowager is willing to help them eradicate Leng Siyan, things will be much easier.

Turning back to Sihe Courtyard, Zhao Wanxi happens to meet Hua Shuying who is going to leave. She suddenly remembers something and takes the initiative to meet her.

"Mr. Hua, I have something to say to you!"

Hua Shuying cleared her throat unnaturally: "the Supreme Lord has come back. If Miss Wanxi has anything to say, you'd better ask him yourself!"

Obviously, he is eager to get rid of Zhao Wanxi.

Zhao Wanxi Xiu eyebrow slightly Cu, still came forward to stop his way: "I'm looking for you!"

Hua Shuying's eyes flashed a little doubt, and the corners of his mouth smoked. He couldn't say what he should or shouldn't say, and he didn't know what the Wanxi girl was going to pester him to ask?

Zhao Wanxi stares at him solemnly: "as far as I know, the Wuji Lord is a poison man now. Anyone who approaches him will die, right?"

There's nothing wrong with that!