"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"You know, if you're not Mo Qingcheng's sister..."

“...... Is your pretty head about to bloom? ”

Ye Tian's words were very light, so light that only the two of them could hear them, but every word was extremely clear.

It's just that it's hard to ignore the indifferent killing intent in these seemingly gentle words.

It's like the chant of death.

If it is said that Mo Shuangcheng in the moonlight is the mysterious night elf, elegant and beautiful.

Then, Ye Tian is the killer under the night, in the dark night, she is like an invisible shadow, seemingly harmless, but once she makes a move, exposed to the light, then she will become the god of death in hell......

With the gurgling blood, seeping down Mo Shuangcheng's eyebrows and flowing down her cheeks, her tall and delicate nose couldn't help but move. She had already guessed the scene that was happening in front of her, and even demonstrated it again and again in her heart.

But when she experienced it herself, she couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart.

The two looked at each other, and she saw the murderous intent that was difficult to hide from Ye Tian's eyes.

And her own eyes, after a tremble, came back to her senses, and there was firmness and sincerity in them.

Ye Tian didn't do it immediately, Mo Shuangcheng knew that she must be thinking about what to do with herself, and at the same time, she was also thinking about how she knew that the ancient lamp was in her hands. She knew that this was an opportunity for Ye Tian to explain to her.

It is also the only chance for her to keep her head intact in the future!!

After all, she has no defense at all at the moment, as long as Ye Tian stabs down with a sword, she will fall here.

She's gambling, gambling with this life that she doesn't know how long she can control herself!

In fact, if you talk about strength, she may not be weaker than Ye Tian, once she attacks with all her strength, not to mention killing Ye Tian, it is more than enough to protect herself. It's just that she didn't use the strongest means to force Ye Tian and let her "borrow" the ancient lantern for a few days.

This is the most inferior method, not to mention that a strong person like Ye Tian will not eat this set, and it is impossible for her to agree with it.

She and Ye Tian both have their own pride.

Therefore, she deliberately showed weakness, just to show her sincerity.

Otherwise, Ye Tian's ancient sword would not have been able to be put on her head so smoothly.

In the end, she looked at Ye Tian seriously, pulled the corners of her mouth, and couldn't laugh after all, she could only pour out a breath of turbidity and said:

"I know, but I have no other way, if I can't get rid of the strange energy in my body, I can't escape death after all. It's just a matter of morning and night. I dared to come to "borrow the ancient lamp" today, and I already had the heart of death. ”

It's not dead, but she's no longer her, what's the difference between that and dead? But she didn't say that.

Some things are destined to rot in the stomach.

Once again, she showed her sincerity.

Even, she closed her eyes directly, with a sense of seeing death as home.

"Are you going to retreat?"

In an instant, an irresistible force came directly towards her oppression, and in an instant, she completely unguarded herself, and she didn't even have time to resist, and in an instant, her entire body was out of control!!

At the same time, Ye Tian's faint sneer came from her ears, and then, there was a tingling pain in her head. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, her eyes full of disbelief, and she even smelled death......

This is definitely what she didn't guess, Ye Tian, this woman would really do it!!

At this moment, she wanted to resist, but it was too late, and the whole person was out of control.

At this moment, her life and death are really only in the thoughts of this cold and cold woman in front of her!!

The ancient sword pierced into the center of her eyebrows, estimated to be half an inch, and she heard the sound of a slight split in her skull.

She knew that if she went any further, she would surely die.

As for, does it hurt?

Mo Shuangcheng didn't know anymore.

Her breathing seemed to stop at this moment, and her eyes changed countless times in an instant.

Fear, don't dare, resign yourself to fate......

But in the end, she held the ancient sword that gradually sank into the center of her eyebrows, and all the emotions in her eyes gradually turned into firmness.

She thought that she was ready to die, after all, if it wasn't today, but it wouldn't be long, and her "death date" would finally come. But unexpectedly, at this moment, she was timid.

People are always afraid of death.

But really make her kneel and beg for mercy?

She couldn't do it!!

The next moment, the ancient sword in the center of her eyebrows went deep again, and her eyes were a little blurred, as if she could already see the gate of hell wide open, as if she saw countless dead souls in this world, heading towards the gate.

Her ears seemed to be filled with the whining sound.

This made her feel more closely than any of her distresses what "death" is.

She even heard a familiar and disgusting voice laughing in her heart......

Am I going to die completely?

She asked herself that and was quick to accept the reality.

As stream after stream of crimson blood spilled from the center of her brow, along the bridge of her nose, over her cheeks, and over her pale lips. She smiled suddenly, incomparably bright, as if relieved, even the two blood-soaked pear vortices were incomparably charming.

Just imagine, with the importance of that ancient lamp, if she were replaced by her, would she allow someone to covet it?

Even if there is no malicious intent, will she trust it?

She didn't know.

I don't know what I'll choose.

Because she doesn't have an ancient lamp.

All assumptions are just wishful thinking on her part.

Eventually, she closed her eyes.

She thought, even if it is death, no matter how fearful she is, she must die better.

As for resentment?

Of course I hate it!!

As for the one who hates the most, it's not Ye Tian, but that person!!

Thinking of this, the terrifying fluctuations in her body were like the rolling tide of the sea.

A growing consciousness is trying to take its place!!

She knew that this was probably the only way for her to turn over, and she just had to give up control.

The one who dies will not be "her", but it is very likely to become the Ye tilt in front of him!!

But she gave up, always suppressing the power of consciousness that made her tremble.

Fortunately, she is used to it, and even if it is painful, she can endure it.

For now, she just had to wait for death to be free.

As for the consciousness that seemed to be burning in her mind, she didn't care at all.

It's just that time seems to be frozen, and every moment seems to be forever so far away.

"It turns out that waiting for death is such a long thing?" she laughed in her heart. But as time passed, Mo Shuangcheng suddenly realized that something was wrong, and she even wondered, could it be that she was dead?

She opened her eyes suddenly.

At this moment, in front of me, the woman who was like a god of death, the beautiful red lips slowly moved.

Then, her mind was completely filled with the words she suddenly heard......

"Come, tell me everything you know. ”

The voice was no longer clear and flat, but full of a thick aura.

......