Yan Wuwang,
He only looks harmless, but his actions are devastating.
Extremely destructive,
With a weak and innocent face, he calmly raised his head from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood,
Lack of love, lack of understanding of love: I have been taught since childhood that loving someone is killing someone.
"Yan Wuwang, I like you."
Yan Wuwang was stunned, feeling suddenly at a loss.
"Ayan must remember mother's words,
If someone says they like you,
You must kill her with your own hands in advance,
Otherwise you will be the one who dies! "
Yan Wuwan stared at Zhaoyue and was stunned for a long time.
Close your eyes calmly,
The eyelashes flutter gently like a butterfly with folded wings,
He raised his head and exposed his neck to Zhaoyue's sight.
Yan Wuwang was very happy.
If he died in Azhao's hands,
He couldn't ask for it.
Purpose: Love makes the cliff flat.