She only felt her body in the air, and then hit a round table in the center of the study, and then fell to the ground, she subconsciously used her hand to support the table, but the table fell under her force, and smashed directly on her calf.

"Ah......h

She screamed in pain, and cold sweat seeped out at once.

When she came back to her senses to look at Mu Jiuxiao, she found that he was lifting the weapon rack from the ground with one hand and holding the Xuantie whip with the other.

Only then did he realize that he had opened her with one palm in order to save his weapon.

Her heart suddenly twitched, she was not as important as his weapon?

Qi and blood suddenly surged up like a river and a sea:

"Mu Jiuxiao! You bastard! ”

She screamed hoarsely,

"Weapons are dead, people are alive, in your eyes, a living person is not as important as a dead object?"

Her protest did not get Mu Jiuxiao's response, only to see him straighten the weapon rack and carefully put the Xuantie whip on it.

He stroked the Darkiron Whip, as if to check if it had been hurt, and said:

"This is the first time you have entered the King's study, and the last. If I see you here again, I will reward you more than this. ”

His voice was cold, as if in his eyes, she was a dead person who had no feelings, no sadness, no pain.

She looked at her legs that were pressed under the table, and then at the cold back, and anger instantly filled her chest:

"Mu Jiuxiao, I misjudged you!"

She clenched her fists and shouted.

Then, with all the strength she had left, she pushed open the round table that was pressed against her calf, only to find that the floor was stained red with blood.

Gritting her teeth and standing up, there was a huge pain in her legs, but not her heartache.

"After listening to Xiaoyingzi's words, I came to apologize to you, because I misunderstood you, and I want to apologize to you for those hurtful words I said. But now it seems that I have done it too much! Your heart is made of iron, a few eggs aside, even a living human life is not as important as your weapon, do I still need to apologize to you? ”

She stood on one foot, tried to move her steps, but staggered and almost fell.

"I didn't misunderstand you, you are ruthless, ruthless, and ......"

Before the next words could be spoken, Mu Jiuxiao had already moved in front of her in an instant, picked up her collar, and waved his palm.

She felt a tightening around her neck, the tall figure approaching, and a chill swept through her body.

Her chest rose and fell violently with anger, and she was disappointed.

I can't help but ask myself, Lin Ling'er, why are you disappointed in him?

Because of him, you have lost your virginity/, because of him, you are going to have your hands cut off, and now you just know the truth about his burning of the city, and you have hope for him?

Wouldn't you be too naïve?!

She "snapped" and grabbed his wrist and looked him in the eye without showing weakness:

"Beat, it's better to slap me to death, I will never have to face your human-faced beast-hearted face again, and I will never have to face you, a hypocritical, arrogant, and arrogant stinky man!"

"Cloud Falling!"

He let out a low roar, and the palm hanging above his head fell.

Lin Ling'er has taught him kung fu, and with this palm, she is afraid that she will be beaten away.

Subconsciously closed her eyes, but she only felt the palm wind brushing her cheeks, and his big palm did not fall.

Slowly opened her eyes, only to see his palms gradually clenched into fists on her cheeks, and the joints clicked.

A deep voice came to his face:

"I'm not going to let you die!"

With a fierce look in his eyes, he wanted to kill her with one palm, what made him endure this breath again?