"Laugh? You're smiling?"
Murong Zhu's brows slightly rose as she said, " "I don't know what's so funny, but it makes me happy. It's been a long time since something fun happened."
Yunxiao's smile did not fade, but it was a little painful. "Because you're not Murong Zhu, I'm happy, but my heart also aches. Who are you?"
"The Murong Zhu You mentioned is this body, right? I'm quite satisfied with this body. I can live here for a while," Murong Zhu said.
Yunxiao's eyes grew colder and colder as he said in a cold voice, " "Who are you?"
That familiar face, yet an unfamiliar expression, caused a wave of anger to rush up to his bier, and the blood in his body began to burn.
The main hall was instantly filled with a murderous aura and a bone-chilling cold.
Murong Zhu's expression didn't change. He sneered,"Don't you know who I am? Then do you know that the owner of this body died because of you?"
"What?"
