Chapter 45: The Woman Chosen by Destiny (1)
Higher up on the mountain tops, the mist was as thick as ice with a penetrative coldness pervading the air.
This was the highest mountain in Forest Mist.
In addition to the thick fog and coldness beyond the mountain, there was also the suffocating methane.
Ordinary human beings, even if they were Connate Strong, didn’t dare to set foot in this area at will.
But at this moment, there were two figures standing on top of the mountain with indifferent expressions, like they were strolling leisurely.
“Supreme Master, the rioting beasts don’t seem to be a threat to her.” Han Ye looked at the handsome man next to him and asked cautiously, “Do you want me to do it?”
As he looked, Han Ye was quite stunned and surprised.
Because he had never seen such an expression on his Supreme Master’s face.
In his perpetually cool, despising, and arrogant eyes, two groups of flames seemed to be burning.
His gaze directed toward the jungle below was as concentrated and blazing as a beast in search of its most prized prey!
Han Ye was shocked.
Was his Supreme Master looking at the God-Musicians inheritor? His destiny-chosen woman?
But he didn’t look like he was going to kill her at all!
Han Ye prepared to say something.
The music from below suddenly stopped.
Han Ye looked down and saw the woman in white sitting on top of the cliff, surrounded by the corpses of wolves and rats.
The cold wind blew like a ghost howling in the forest on this cold night.
The woman’s white clothes were spattered with scarlet dots, looking strange and bloody.
But when the woman below raised her head to reveal her lethargic and gorgeous face, Han Ye held his breath all of a sudden and couldn’t hide the amazement in his eyes, even though he had seen a lot of beauties in his life.
This was the destiny-chosen woman for Supreme Master.
There were beauties who were more good-looking than her in the world, but Han Ye had never seen any woman’s temperament so seductive and attractive like hers.
Then suddenly, the woman below gently plucked the strings while her lips, pale from excessive use of Mystic power, rose in a slight arc, and her pleasant voice came through the thick fog along with the music.
“You’ve come a long way and set off a beast riot in Forest Mist, but you watch from afar and don’t even show your face. Isn’t that unkind?”
Han Ye gasped in a cool breath. “Supreme Master, she’s discovered us!”
She was a mere mortal woman who didn’t possess any spiritual power; how could she have discovered them?
How was that possible?
But before Han Ye could think it through, the man beside him had disappeared out of his sight.
Han Ye came to with a rush and discovered his Supreme Master had reached the woman in white, so he followed hurriedly.
…
Muyan looked up at the man who suddenly appeared.
The man’s good looks could infatuate any woman in the world. When he looked down at her, his eyes shone with a blue light and made Muyan’s heart miss a beat spontaneously.
He had the same dark blue eyes as Xiaobao.
But soon after, the strange expression in Muyan’s eyes faded completely, and the tips of her eyebrows raised slightly. “Who are you? Why did you want to start this beast riot?”
The man looked down at her deeply, with the light dancing in his eyes as if he were looking at his prey.
“You are mine.”