he added.
"My uncle is Lu Xuanji's master."
"That's it!"
Ye Qingli's eyes were sparkling.
"Is your uncle the legendary, unparalleled master? Has he broken through the innate realm and reached the holy and divine levels? How powerful is he?"
"I don't know. He took me for twelve years until I entered the sixth level of Xiantian. Then, he also passed away."
"Then, I did not return to the capital, but continued to stay in the northwest."
He said proudly: "The northwest was originally just a desert, but it has become as large as it is today. It was all me, with a group of brothers, who fought for it with one sword and one gun!"
"It was at that time that I put on that ghost face and set up the banner of my king! From then on, everyone knew that there was a ghost king in the northwest!"
"So, you are a great hero! Without you, the barbarians from the north might have attacked them long ago. How would they have the chance to enjoy such a happy life now?"
Ye Qingli said angrily.
"These people are still slandering your reputation! What a bunch of ungrateful people!"
Jun Aohan smiled faintly.
"It doesn't matter if the world slanders me or slanders me."
"What matters is what you think of me."
He looked into Ye Qingli's eyes.
I suddenly felt nervous.
Although in his eyes, she has always been unique!
Those ordinary women couldn't even compare to her hair.
But, after all, she is still a woman...
Would she mind the blood on her hands? Would she mind marrying a murderer?
"You know, I have killed hundreds of thousands of people. Back then, when I was attacking Northern Xinjiang, I ordered to kill all three of the alien races that resisted... That time, I killed more than a dozen people. Thousands of people…”
Jun Aohan was very dry.
Although he said these words very hard.
However, he still said it.
After all, this is something he has done before.
Instead of letting Ye Qingli hear this from others in the future.
It's better to confess everything now.
Ye Qingli's eyes were inquiring.
It kept spinning on his body.
Jun Aohan's heart began to grow cold.
She... didn't speak...
It turns out that she still minded after all...
Maybe, I really think too much...
No matter how bold a woman is, she will never mind a murderer like herself, right?
Could it be that he really has no fate with her?
Are your fears about to become real?
"now that……"
He spoke with great difficulty.
The lips seem to weigh ten thousand pounds.
I can't say the rest.
At this time, Ye Qingli suddenly said excitedly.
"How old are you?"
"Um?"
Jun Aohan had countless words ready in his stomach.
But Ye Qingli's words immediately stunned him.
What's the meaning?
Ye Qingli stared at him up and down.
"According to what you said, you left with your uncle when you were twelve years old. Then, you were taken by him for another twelve years, and then you established this business. So, how old are you?"
She looked at Jun Aohan with suspicion.
To conquer such a large territory, it takes a long time.
"You're not over forty already, are you?"
You know, the age of her current body is still just seventeen!
