Chapter 13: A Chitose Woman
At this moment, Mu Yan just wants to sing a song of courage to strengthen her courage, she didn't believe in ghosts and gods when she was born in modern times, and after that, she couldn't believe it or not.
The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes, and the more I'm afraid, the more something will come.
An unidentified object fluttered overhead, leaving a strange echo, and when she looked ahead, she saw a black shadow standing on the mountain road, and the night was dark and windy, and she couldn't tell what it was.
There's a hint of weirdness everywhere.
She was so startled that she didn't know which way to go for a while, and the black shadow spoke, "Little girl, why don't you see you being so timid when stealing things?" ”
Mu Yan was stunned, but when she heard the voice of talking, she was not so scared, and sure enough, chasing the wind and shadows was the most terrifying.
But that voice is so familiar, stealing? Could it be that he is a demon king?
A sense of fear arose, and she waved her hand again and again, "This girl has always been clean, how could she do things like stealing chickens and touching dogs?" ”
The black shadow approached her, she couldn't see his face clearly, but the cold aura on his body frightened her, and the aura of the demon king was really extraordinary.
Xuan Mo stood a meter away from her, and her gloomy voice sounded again, "If you don't have the Lock Spirit Bead, how can you get revenge?" They're all people with more spiritual power than you. ”
"What...... What...... Bead? I haven't heard of it, you're the wrong person, right? ”
"Don't play tricks in front of me, if I wasn't smart, I would have been bluffed by you."
"I really don't have it, I don't believe you can search it."
After the words fell, she spread her arms, spun around, patted her body, and finally took out the storage bag and handed it to him, "I don't believe you can see for yourself." ”
Xuan Mo took the storage bag, glanced at it, and threw it to her again in disgust, Mu Yan reached out to catch it, and smiled awkwardly, "It's all something unsightly, staining your eyes, but you should trust me now, right?" ”
She was actually very weak-hearted, because the bead disappeared after defeating Lin Zhiyi.
Now not only does she not have the power of the lock spirit bead, but even her own spiritual power is almost gone, which is really the kind that even brings interest and comes with usury.
Xuan Mo was silent, the deep mountains were more quiet, and Mu Yan was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, only hoping that this demon king would be merciful.
She was thinking about it beautifully, only to realize that the reality was skinny, Xuan Mo approached her, and the murderous aura around her body made her body retreat unobediently.
Suddenly, with a bang, the rough bark behind her hurt her, and she had no way out.
"Who knows what method you used to hide it, if you don't tell me honestly, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Mu Yan trembled all over, and suddenly felt cold in his heart, revealing an extremely sad expression, "You see how much spiritual power I have, maybe it's too much to lift me up?" Wherever you hide, you can't escape your eyes, right? ”
Xuan Mo's face collapsed, like a dark cloud, he reached out and grabbed her neck, lifted her up, and said coldly, "Give you one last chance." ”
The feeling of being suffocated was overwhelming, she instinctively reached out to pull his hand away, kicking her feet wildly, she really wanted to scold her mother at the moment, pinching like this, she just couldn't say anything.
She looked at Xuan Mo speechlessly, rolled her eyes, and spit out her tongue, death did not come, and she rolled to the ground with a thud.
For the first time, she felt that the air was so fresh, she breathed violently, reached out and touched her neck, and the burning pain was like fire.
It's so unsympathetic, although her appearance at the moment really doesn't make people feel interested, but she is a young woman who is only a thousand years old.
What's more, she used to be a beauty anyway, but she was only twenty-eight years old.