Chapter 222: The Trap
Ye Zhifang's words were undoubtedly telling Nie Wuli, "What if you have the Shadow Martial Soul mercenaries following me, last time, they didn't die in my hands one by one, and it was easy for me to kill them."
A cold light flashed in Nie Wuli's red eyes, as if she wanted to kill the woman standing in front of her.
She glared at her, and didn't want to talk nonsense with Ye Zhimad anymore, so she picked up the sword and pressed it against Ye Zhimad's delicate neck.
The end of the sword pressed hard, and a slender scar was cut on her white neck.
Nie Wuli just wanted to warn her not to ignore the Nie family's power.
The two looked at each other.
Her dark eyes were as sharp and terrifying as sharp knives.
Her red eyes are like an abyss from which she will never recover.
But they turned into two invincible planets, colliding heavily, and they did not hesitate to crush themselves to destroy each other.
Ye Zhimad finally looked away lightly, raised his hand, and moved the cold sword around his neck.
Then he wiped the blood from his neck with his index finger and licked it with his tongue, which was a beautiful face, but at this moment, it gave birth to an intoxicating enchantment.
Mo Jun's evil pupils, which had been hidden in the dark, also shrank, looking at the bloodthirsty woman, his heart was beating at an accelerated pace.
Seeing this, Nie Wuli stared at her indifferently, then turned around and walked out of the dungeon first.
Ye Zhiyan's ears suddenly floated over the man's soft voice: "It's so beautiful!" β
She turned her head to look into the room.
But the cell was empty.
She let go of the fingers in her mouth, hooked the corners of her mouth, and secretly whispered with her heart: "You haven't left yet." β
"I can't help but go."
"!"
"Are you leaving?"
"Hmm!"
"Be careful, it's not easy for them to let you go back to the Ye family this time."
She lowered her head and pondered for a moment before she sent a message to him: "I understand, they just want to wipe out my Ye Zhimad family, especially my mother, my mother has the evidence they want, and she can also kill Luo Guangquan." β
She lowered her eyes, and a cold light crossed her eyes.
"What about you...... Still going? β
"What about you...... Think I'm not going to do it? β
"Of course! No. Mo Junye spat lightly.
Although he said that, Mo Junxie did not feel heavy at all because of Nie Changfeng's despicable methods.
He had a way to get her out.
The most important thing now is to contact Ye Haitian and Luo Guangquan first, and now Luo and Ye are grasshoppers tied to a rope.
When one side falls, the other will be involved.
"I'm leaving, do you want to come with me?" Ye Zhiyan asked lightly.
"Hmm!" He said solemnly in her ear.
Ye Zhimad didn't ask any more questions, and walked out along the straight path of the dungeon.
As soon as he walked out of the dungeon gate, there was a strong aura of martial soul masters all around.
Those shadow martial soul mercenaries were obviously deliberately trying to show their strength in front of her.
Ye Zhiyan smiled indifferently, but he felt that what they were doing was very naΓ―ve.
Why bother?
No matter how strong you are, you will die at my hands!
Why bother?
There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, how can you guarantee that you are the strongest.
She laughed a few times.
The shadow martial soul mercenaries hiding in the shadows were all very puzzled and puzzled and looked at Ye Zhimad.
Crazy her!
The laughter stopped suddenly, Ye Zhifang suddenly stood on tiptoe, and the Minglan vine in his hand quickly wrapped around the eaves of the high-rise building, and his figure swept away, and he threw down a sentence: "Don't lose it, a bunch of fools!" β