Su Muyao could hardly believe it, could hardly believe seeing the person in front of her.
His eyes were cold as a painting, carrying a mysterious and magnificent hue, even though they were pink at the moment. As they flowed with expression, there seemed to be a flash of icy blue light passing through.
Like shimmering emerald water, tinged with pink.
His appearance was perfect and delicate as snow lotus ice, transcending the world.
His silhouette was tall and slender, like orchids and jade trees.
Except for the pink hair, everything else was the same.
"Xie... Xie... Guixue..."
Su Muyao almost struggled to say these three words.
At this moment, turbulent waves surged within her heart.
Her heart was overwhelmed with too many complex emotions beyond her control; her eyes slightly reddened, as if suddenly filled with mist.
She couldn't have imagined that Meng Qing was actually Xie Guixue.
But wasn't he in the Demon Realm?
What happened to his snow-white hair?
