Thinking of something, Jun Bingwu's eyes narrowed, and she struggled to get up, but it touched a sad injury, and she snorted in pain and fell back heavily.

From beginning to end, Mo Huang didn't even give her a single one out of the corner of his eye.

She didn't intend to stop there, gritted her teeth, turned sideways, avoided the wound, and stubbornly tried to get up, but fell back again.

She persevered.

Mo Huang's eyebrows rose slightly, and finally, when she fell down for the ninth time and was about to get up, he raised his hand and pressed her shoulder.

Jun Bingwu raised his eyes and looked at him, slightly stunned.

For a moment, she sneered, coldly brushed his hand away, and continued to exert Xiaoqiang's spirit to the end.

Mo Huang looked at it, and a fire burst into his cold eyes.

"Damn stupid woman, don't you know how to take care of your body?" He roared angrily, and if he listened carefully, he would find the distress mixed with the anger.

Jun Bingwu fell down again, gasping heavily.

She raised her eyes to look at Mo Huang, and raised a sneering smile: "The palace master kills people first and then saves people, do you want me to be grateful to you?" ”

The fact that she fell off the cliff is actually very easy to guess.

At that time, there were only her, Helan Qian, the assassin, and ...... He.

At that time, the assassin had already died in the hands of He Lanqian, his suspicion was ruled out, and she had been paying attention to and guarding against He Lanqian, she couldn't have noticed his shot, and the angle was not right, so He Lanqian's suspicion was also ruled out.

Then, the rest is only the palace master in front of her, and besides, only he has such a powerful skill, right?

Jun Bingwu's sharp tone made Mo Huang slightly stunned.

Immediately after, the green tendons on his forehead twitched twice, and the hand hanging by his side was about to move, and he really wanted to strangle her.

"What's the matter, I said it, and the palace master was annoyed and angry?"

Mo Huang was on the verge of exploding, but Jun Bingwu was not afraid of death to stimulate him again.

So, it works well......

Mo Huang's five fingers were wide open, clasped her slender neck, pulled her up, and pressed her hard against the stone wall behind her.

The already seriously injured back was hit again, and Mo Huang, who was in a rage, didn't care about his strength, and Jun Bingwu grinned in pain.

This matter is indeed his hand.

Mo Huang knew that with her acumen, she would be able to detect it soon, and he didn't intend to quibble about anything.

Mo Huang's eyes were extremely black, flashing with red light, cruel and wild, like a bloodthirsty beast.

Locked by his gaze, Jun Bingwu actually felt a chill down his spine.

She knew that he was furious.

Jun Bingwu sneered in her heart, she was the one who was thrown off the cliff, and she was the one who was almost hit to death, what qualifications did he, the culprit, have to be angry with her?

Her temper also came up, and the more dangerous the man in front of her, the more she couldn't help but want to go against him.

"Let it go!" She roared in command.

"Shut up!" Mo Huang also yelled at her, but didn't let go, and his red eyes were dyed with a little struggle.

"Mo Huang, you have this ability, you have the ability, you strangle me." Jun Bingwu sneered.

This sentence directly stimulated the violent nerves in Mo Huang's body, his face suddenly became hideous, the fingers holding her throat tightened uncontrollably, the air in his lungs was stripped away, and Jun Bingwu's breathing gradually became difficult.

Fresh air, at this moment, is extremely precious.

Just when Jun Bingwu thought that he would really strangle himself, Mo Huang suddenly let go.

Jun Bingwu stroked the neck that was almost broken by him, and coughed violently.

"Lone should have killed you." Mo Huang said coldly, and suddenly laughed, and the sadness and bitterness spread along with his laughter, making her feel inexplicably distressed.

He really should have killed her, he thought, maybe by killing her, she wouldn't need to be so entangled, and she wouldn't be so painful.

But...... He couldn't do it......

When he met her, he knew that those who were as ruthless as him were Mohuang, and there were times when he couldn't do it.

The position of the heart began to hurt sharply again, and Mo Huang gripped his heart hard, trying to relieve this pain, but it was to no avail after all.

Since the last episode of Ruthless Gu, every time I think of her, I have such a sharp pain, but the more it hurts, the more I think about it, and I can't restrain it.

Her voice and smile, as if it could be in his mind, could not be erased.

Jun Bingwu saw that something was wrong with him, and he couldn't care about the pain in his back, so he hurriedly went over to support him.

"How are you?" She asked urgently, looking at his painful eyes, her heart was like being stabbed by someone, and the pain was incomparable.

Mo Huang didn't speak, and a smear of red blood slipped down the corner of Mo Huang's lips, poignant and dazzling.

He raised his hand and wiped it off without care, but it was erased and slid down again, and it couldn't be wiped clean.

Something called panic grabbed Jun Bingwu's heart fiercely.

She didn't move, how could she suddenly become like this, obviously he was full of anger just now and wanted to strangle her, how could it become like this in the blink of an eye.

"Get out!" Mo Huang raised his bloodstained hand and pushed her away vigorously.

Jun Bingwu staggered back a few steps, almost fell, and as soon as he stood firmly, he raised his eyes and saw Mo Huang fall softly.

She was startled and hurriedly reached out to grab his body.

Her movements were too large, and she pulled the wound in her back again, a sharp pain, but she forgot to care.

"Mohuang, bastard, wake up......" She patted him on the face and called out urgently, but got no response.

The man lay motionless, as if dead, silent.

Her heart swelled, and she reached out to probe his snort, which was faint, but fortunately, it was not out of breath......

It's just that if he is as strong as him, what can hurt him to such an extent.

Ruthless Gu ......

In his mind, these three words flashed quickly, and Jun Bingwu's face turned pale.

For a moment, she suddenly understood why she wanted to kill her again and again.

However, he still didn't make a dead hand, didn't he die?

At this moment, Jun Bingwu hated, hated his irresponsible ancestor, hated the woman who cursed him, and hated the ruthless Gu......

However, what she hates the most is herself, and she can't wait to finish herself off with her own hands.

If it weren't for her, he would still be the king who stood in the clouds and looked down on the common people, turning his hands into the clouds and covering his hands into rain, instead of the half-dead ghost he is now......

But she can't die now, barren mountains and mountains, what can he do without her?

It seems that their current position is either at the foot of the mountain or on the mountainside, she is a wounded, and the internal force cannot be lifted, and the possibility of climbing up with an unconscious Mo Huang on her back is almost zero.

But do you have to wait for Helan Qian to bring rescue troops over?

At present, it is not clear whether He Lanqian is friend or foe, and she does not dare to pin her hopes on him.