Bai Mo didn't care about this at the moment. She scooped up a handful of the boy's hair, raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a serious expression, "What's wrong with you with such hair? Don't tell me, you're catching up with the trend, and you even dyed your hair specially."

The slender and green fingers, the long black and silk-slicked ink hair in my memory turned snow-white.

It is dazzling and dazzling.

Three thousand black hairs are like snow.

No wonder he changed into the white clothes that would make him lose his color and put on a black clothes.

White hair is not a characteristic of the demon race. Although she has not seen many pure-bred demon races, whether it is Sang Qing or Feng Huan, they have red eyes and black hair...

But Bai Mo couldn't convince himself-

Si Bai's three thousand black hairs were all dyed with frost, and they had nothing to do with her.

No wonder, she was seriously injured by the palm she swung out by Tianxi. Not only did she survive, she had no trace of injury, but her realm also increased greatly, from the Nascent Soul to the Transformation of God...

I see.

Although I don’t know what secret method Si Bai used to save her, he would definitely hurt himself, and this head of white hair was the price.

White ink is not a heart-warming heart.

Even Shi Touxin - it should be warmed up at this moment.

The boy did not turn his head, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the long hair as snow-colored as snow in Bai Mo's hand, and frowned slightly, "Don't you like it?"

She has been sleeping for more than ten years. In order to make her wake up as soon as possible, she didn't care too much about this snow-white hair.

It seems that the woman's beautiful face is still the same, and he... is indeed hindering her from her.

Although his face is as handsome as before and even has a more charming style than before, his gray hair gives people a psychological feeling of aging for no reason.

The boy was already thinking: As long as Bai Mo said he didn't like it, he would look for any way to restore his hair color to black.

Hearing this, Bai Mo raised his delicate jaw and looked up and down with a smile: "I don't like it, um... Actually, it's cool to change the hair color."

This is your hair white for me, so why would I not like it?

The boy's bright lips had a thin arc.

At this time, Sang Qing's face turned pale, his legs trembled, his knees softened, and he knelt down with a 'thump': "Saint Lord, Sang Qing knows his mistake. He has no eyes but doesn't know that this girl is the Holy Queen. Please give her a death to him!"

As early as the moment Si Bai appeared, Sang Qing knew that he would definitely die.

Especially when he saw the person who was serious, cold and affectionate in his daily life, he actually showed a little warmth between his eyebrows and eyes, and even hugged the woman tightly and indulged in the woman's intimate behavior. Sang Qing was completely desperate-

Even pleaded with mercy, he just wanted to die.

Because in the demon world, there are more terrifying punishments than death.

And she offended the Holy Queen who could not offend her even more than the Holy King—

No one in the Demon Realm does not know that the Holy Lord brought back a woman in the Immortal Realm more than ten years ago and placed her in the Holy Back Hall of the Nine Palace Demon Palace. Although no one has seen her, everyone knows how much the Holy Lord attaches to that woman.

Including this Manjussahua blooming in the abyss of darkness, they are all planted for this woman.

It’s ridiculous, she was blind and said that the owner of the Manzhusha Huahua Sea destroyed the Holy Lord’s beloved thing!

Bai Mo suddenly grasped the point:

"Holy Queen? What Holy Queen?"

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Chapter completed!