Yun chujiu curled her lips. “I’ve reversed black and white? You’re most likely color blind, right? ! Or are you completely blind ? ! “The real Princess Mei Yan is with us. The one you’re talking about is a fake, an old witch who uses human blood to cultivate!
“TSK TSK, I see that your Yan clan’s crown prince also looks like a human, but you’ve actually taken a fancy to that old witch? “You’re really desperate!”
The ghosts behind Yun Chujiu heard Yun Chujiu’s interesting words and laughed out loud.
Mo Luan was about to scold her, but ao Ji waved his hand. Mo Luan could only glare at Yun chujiu with hatred and did not say a word.
Ao Ji did not say a word. He just kept staring at Yun Chujiu. His inquisitive gaze made Hei Xinjiu feel a little uneasy.
Damn it, could it be that Ao ji recognized her?