The man jumped down from the tree, teleported, and came to Mo Zixiao's carriage.

There was no sound, no spiritual power fluctuations.

One second he stepped into the car, and the next second the seven people outside the car were incapacitated. This method is not something that ordinary people can do.

The spiritual power was forced into a line, gently wrapping around the woman's wrist, and his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Last night, Mo Zixiao's rebirth caused a special fluctuation, and with his strength sound, he could vaguely feel that something unusual had happened before. He could feel that it was important to him, and that's why he was here.

He didn't know what happened last night, and he also understood that it had nothing to do with Mo Zixiao.

Judging from her wet clothes, she had been lying in the river for a long time, and had just floated ashore, with numerous fatal wounds on her body and deep strangulation marks on her neck, apparently having been assassinated and killed not long ago.

She didn't have a trace of spiritual power in her body, and she was seriously injured, and under normal circumstances, she should have died a long time ago. But she is just out of strength, and even her injuries are healing on their own. If you don't wake up, you will be suspicious.

However, she was clearly unconscious, not pretending!

The man was slightly puzzled, this feeling hadn't happened to him for many years. Because nothing is out of his control anymore. But now, once again, he felt surprised.

This woman is very interesting.

This is what he thinks of Mo Zixiao in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, a black spirit mark was about to come out, flying towards Mo Zixiao's eyebrows, and the next moment it just touched the skin, a light blue spirit mark followed.

He looked in a distant direction, like a casual glance, or a deliberate warning. The deep black eyes glowed with a faint sheen. The sharp gaze seems to divide the space in two.

Powerful spiritual power fluctuations suddenly burst out from the body, and for a while, the trees rustled, and the clear sky also dimmed a little, and it was a lot colder all of a sudden.

There was nothing there, but a blue figure appeared.

Without a mask, he was dusty and indifferent, as if he was a mortal immortal. The clothes are fluttering, and there is a sacred and inviolable smile on the overly beautiful cheeks.

He already had too handsome eyebrows, but at this time, he smiled, even more brilliant, and looked at the man in Xuanyi with a smile.

, is still imposing, not as cold as the man in Xuanyi, like a spring breeze, and the temperature is gradually warming up.

This momentum is only a fraction of a second.

Seeing this, the man in the car flew to the same height as the person opposite, and his dark dress was lined with his natural kingly atmosphere, like a Shura from hell, and the man in blue were two extremes.

"You still have such a temper, such a murderous spirit, I still lose." Like a woman's clear voice, the aftermath lingers. The man in blue said lightly, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth, as if he was shushing the cold and asking for warmth, but there was a murderous intent hidden in his words.

"How do I ......," he said sarcastically, and his hoarse voice came, "It's not up to you", still not showing the original sound. The breath gradually converged and was not released outside.

"By the way, this woman is a little special." It's not bad to say that "those who know you are your enemies", he sees the other party's strangeness, and he doesn't pursue his-for-tat.

"So, are you going to rob me of someone?" He sneered a few times and said no more.

"What do you say?" He asked rhetorically, the smile on his face retracted, and gradually became solemn. Negotiations have just begun.