Su Muyao's heart trembled violently.
At this moment, Shen Ci'an stretched out his slender fingers to lift her chin, making her see his eyes.
Black hair and red eyes, like a hauntingly beautiful man stepping out of a comic, stunningly unreal.
Su Muyao naturally knew his true form, he was a Pure-blooded Beastman of the Blood Clan.
His abilities were deep and unfathomable.
His eyes seemed to possess a mesmerizing ability, like a Bewitching Technique, yet more advanced.
He could even transform wings with his superpower.
When he engaged in true slaughter, he was like a Dark Asura.
Even when killing, he was as beautiful as the most noble midnight aristocrat.
Because on the Exile Road, if he didn't act, it was fine, but when he did, the assassins sent to kill her were all mysteriously wiped out.
She still hasn't seen his true strength.
Thinking of his true form and his abilities, Su Muyao's lashes trembled fiercely, wanting to avoid his gaze.
His eyes were too alluring.
