"Holy, even if it's the Divine Lord, I want his life today. Bai Wuchang rewound the soul chain back around his wrist, unwillingly caressing the bracelet, and the red under his eyes could not be dispersed.

"There's no hurry, we have an opportunity. Hei Wuchang looked at the figure coming out of the building, his eyes were strange.

The two were defenseless and suffered a lot of injuries.

The Soul Chain and the Soul Hook Rods are one of the treasures of the underworld, symbolizing the authority of the underworld and their status as the rulers of the underworld.

Even the attacks of the two major artifacts were resisted, and Han Mo was definitely not to be underestimated.

However, it's a good idea to think differently.

Since he resisted their attacks in their entirety, what about ordinary people......

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and dangers lurk

Han Mo walked out of the Qianhan Palace, did not drive, turned around and walked in the direction of the city, his body was thin and slender.

When Hua Xiaomu went to school in the morning, she passed by a bubble tea shop here and clamored to get out of the car to drink bubble tea, but because the time was too early, the pearl was not well.

She was very sorry, and also seriously criticized the clerk, next time we must do it early, not to fight an unprepared battle, to let every consumer enjoy equal treatment.

The clerk was stunned for a moment.

Hua Xiaomu has a lot of truths, if he hadn't reminded her, she would have been talking endlessly in that small bubble tea shop.

She seems to be able to talk to everyone.

Han Mo walked on the empty street, and couldn't help but think of Hua Xiaomu.

Every day with Hua Xiaomu is interesting and worth remembering. How long a person lives is not determined by the length of time, but by how many days to remember.

It can be said that his life has stagnated since his mother's death, and it is Hua Xiaomu who restarted his life.

Han Mo was escaping, he didn't dare to go back, he didn't dare to face the fact that Hua Simu was leaving, and she would stay a little longer if he delayed for a while.

Ridiculous.

......

Black impermanence blocked dozens of gangsters at the entrance of the alley, and the black gas diffused from his hands.

Before the thugs could react, they were already stunned in place, looking stupid with their heads tilted slightly.

Dozens of seconds later, he leaned against the wall at will, and pointed at Han Mo with a cold white hand, "Go, kill him." ”

I saw the little gangsters nodding mechanically in unison, picking up the guy and walking in the direction of Han Mo, with black lingering in their eyes.

The eyes are unfocused, the pupils are dilated, and the puppet appearance is completely controlled.

"Is this possible?" Bai Wuchang lay on the wall, his cold white hands supporting his head.

The people who let them all suffer are sent to send such a gangster who can die with a breath?

"Wait and see. ”

The black impermanence figure flashed, standing upright on the wall, paying close attention to the situation over there, and from time to time the black fingernails made a few cuts in the air.

The lowered pure black hat blocked the small half of his face, and a lifeless eye stared at Han Mo.

The little thugs went straight to the point, surrounded Han Mo, and greeted him.

There is no reason, no excuses, not a word, one by one, like a cow that has been teased and driven crazy on the field, only crazy attacks.

And Han Mo.

There was no counterattack, he stood still, bearing the blow, clenching his teeth, his head bowed, and his expression dark.

His mind was occupied by thoughts.

If he was beaten, Hua Xiaomu would not pity him.

If he was seriously injured, would Hua Xiaomu stay and heal him?

Or if he is unconscious and unconscious, does he not have to face the scene of Hua Xiaomu leaving.

This method is too unbearable and despicable, but he still did it, he used Hua Xiaomu's identity as a healer, and he used her to be soft-hearted.

He's going to take a gamble.

He thought he was crazy.