章 640: Yualan Rouxuan’s Cyan Bracelet

The ghostly figure was Yuelan Rouxuan, who silently appeared behind her, as usual.

Before she could speak, another figure showed up.

"Not dead yet, woman?" Mu Anwen uttered it in a low and gravelly tone. He pulled her over and checked her everywhere to make sure that she was fine.

"Did you suffer any injuries? You did!" Mu Anwen didn't need her response, and he already knew it.

"How do you know?" She was flabbergasted. She was healed; how did he find out?

"Don't you love your face? Why do you always get hurt here?" He rubbed her cheeks.

She hurriedly took out a mirror to look. Someone's face in the mirror was as flawless as jade. Not even a trace of a scar could be seen.

"There is nothing on my face." She was speechless.

"I can smell it—your blood." He leaned his beautiful face close to her face and sniffed it. His eyes flashed a dark light.