Chapter 113: Temptation of Purple (2)
Although the movements were quick, the purple hair, snow-white robe, and peerless grace were enough to attract attention even if it was just a shadow.
Wei Ning's heart moved, and he immediately stood up, jumped over the wall, left the house, turned through several alleys, and chased to the busy street.
nobody.
The shadow disappeared.
Is that the guy? He disappeared for so long, why did he come back and leave without even showing his face?
The streets were bustling with people, and under the lights at night, passers-by looked at her curiously as she looked around.
Whose handsome young man is this one looking for someone?
Wow, he is so beautiful that you rarely see him. He looks like a young man who walked out of a painting, handsome and elegant, with a noble temperament.
Many women's hearts were beating wildly, and some men couldn't help but lose their minds.
"Xuan Ye, look at that boy over there, he's prettier than a woman!" A young man with an arrogant temperament leaned against the window facing the street of an inn on the street and said with a smile.
"When did you become interested in men?" a teasing voice came from behind.
"What do you mean I'm interested? It's just so beautiful that can't I take a closer look?" The young man pouted and said unhappily.
"I have met your majesty. What beauty is worth making a fuss about?" Xuan Ye said nonchalantly, "Yun Zong, we are here for the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts. Please keep a low profile and don't cause any trouble."
"Who asked you to remind me? He's a man. I'm not sick, so why should I provoke him?" Yun Zong snorted, retreated back into the room, and slammed the window shut as if in a huff.
Never look at the beautiful boys outside again !
There are too many people on the street and it’s hard to find someone.
Wei Ning also knew that she ran out on impulse just now. Now think about it, why did she run out so nervously?
She was angry about what happened that day and took her anger out on him, so she did feel a little sorry.
But he could come not. If he didn't come, she would feel that her life would be peaceful!
Wei Ning turned around and walked back indifferently. Gradually, there were fewer people around him. He went into an alley which was even more remote and there was no one there.
There was no light, only moonlight leaking through the wall, shining coldly down.
There was a person standing in the alley ahead. The moonlight faintly outlined his slender figure, and sparkles of light appeared on his white robe.
Wei Ning's steps suddenly stopped, his black eyes stared quietly ahead, his little face full of coldness.
The figure in front moved, and slowly, a silver mask was revealed. Purple hair softly fell on the cold mask, adding a bit of evilness.
"Did you miss me?" He opened his lips slightly, and his voice was as beautiful as a harp played in the divine world, with every note conveying a moving meaning.
"What a joke!" he replied disdainfully.
"Then why did you chase out here?"
"I thought it was a thief who came to steal things!" Wei Ning said coldly.
Mo Wuji sneered, but in the dim alley, his enchanting aura could not be concealed, like a fiery lotus blooming.
"I am indeed here to steal something." He approached slowly, and she stood still, letting him get closer.
The smile on the corners of his mouth gradually deepened, and the soft light in his eyes seemed to overflow. He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.
"I'm here to steal your heart."
The purple hair passed by her eyes like a dazzling light, exuding an alluring breath.
The night and the moonlight seem very quiet at this moment.
