Chapter 443 Crazy testing on the edge of death [3 more]
Daphne never paid attention to Belong, who thought she had ignored her gorgeousness.
But she didn't expect that Daphne came to block the way as soon as she was about to leave, which made Beilong unable to understand her.
Daphne's white eyes looked up at Beilong with shiny white eyes, and Beilong's moon looked down at her with smiles.
Both of them remained silent like this, but it seemed that they had a tacit understanding, and Yuhuan Taoist nun couldn't help it.
"Yuhuan, a true disciple of the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan, has seen her sister!" Yuhuan's little Taoist nun made Ziwu seals with both hands and bowed to Daphne with her fists, but she was a little awkward when she was held with the back of her neck.
Bei Long was speechless: What's the use of saying so much to her? Do you really think that the whole universe speaks Chinese?
However, what he unexpectedly expected was that Daphne actually stretched out his little hand and pinched the little bun face of Yuhuan's Taoist nun. A smile appeared on the little black face: "Hello, Sister Yuhuan, my name is Daphne."
I dare not say it is Mandarin with a straightforward word, but what Daphne said is actually Chinese, and it is the soft Wu dialect from the Jiangnan water town. It sounds soft and gentle, and it can melt a man's heart.
Beilong blinked his eyes and stretched out a big hand to Daphne: "Hello Daphne, my name is Beilong."
"Hello." Daphne also stretched out a tender gland and held it together with his big hand, clearly black and white.
The little hands are quite soft, but they are too dark... Beilong does not discriminate against black people. It is really the Chinese who regard white as beauty. There are many descriptions in ancient poems, such as "Looking at the snowy skin with a breeze", "The snowy skin is uneven", "The people around the wall are like the moon, and the white wrists are frosty and snow" and so on, "The snowy skin is uneven" or written by great poets like Bai Juyi. Beilong is just a traditional aesthetic, but in fact Daphne is not as dark as other dark elves.
Strictly speaking, Daphne is a bit of a mixed-race man like Beyoncé, and she is quite beautiful.
Of course, black and white are not the point, the point is that Bellon felt kindness from the softness of Daphne's little hand.
In other words, Daphne blocked them and did not want to kill them, which made Beilong secretly relieved.
To be honest, Daphne showed his combat power, Beilong believed that she should have reached the level of Wu Zun.
The Martial Master, who has the power to make a mountain, has become the top force on the earth after the collapse of the spiritual energy of the sky outside the sky.
No one wants to create an additional enemy of the Martial Master level for no reason, even Lu Liangyu, Bai Jianfei, wouldn't want to.
So Beilong also released his kindness and looked at her with his extremely confusing moon:
"You speak Chinese very well!"
"Thank you," Daphne smiled and praised Belong, "Your elf language is also very good!"
This is not a commercial hype! Bei Long warned himself in his heart and changed the topic with a smile: "Have you been to China?"
"That's not a good memory," a trace of bitterness flashed through Daphne's white eyes: "Have you heard of Kunlun slaves?"
Chapter completed!