The man frowned, he looked at Mu Qingluo coldly, but his heart trembled fiercely.

If such a person is allowed to grow, he will become a great enemy, and it is better to kill him at this time to eliminate trouble.

As soon as the thought flashed, black demonic qi appeared in his palm, and it continued to surging towards Mu Qingluo, surrounding her whole person.

Mu Qingluo clearly heard the wind in his ears, his eyes closed slightly, and his five senses were opened.

'Little system, sister, I'll teach you a truth, people don't offend me, I don't offend people, if people offend me, I will punish them. ’

【Host ......】

The system looked at the arrogant and wanton Mu Qingluo, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

'How?' Don't you think I'm cool? ’

[Host, I want to say that murder is a crime......]

Mu Qingluo: "......"

'You're still so uncute, goodbye!' ’

The corners of Mu Qingluo's mouth raised a shallow and inevitable smile, and a pair of rippling peach blossom eyes slowly opened, and there seemed to be an ocean under the eyes, rolling up waves.

Her palm gathered pink spiritual power and attacked somewhere.

"Wow-"

The man's eyes trembled slightly, his body moved slightly, and he flew straight towards Mu Qingluo.

Mu Qingluo didn't have time to dodge, and the man's palm fell directly on her.

At the same time, she was not to be outdone and reciprocated him.

Both of them took a few steps back, steady.

The man only felt the blood surging in his chest, and a mouthful of black blood spit out.

Mu Qingluo stabilized the aura scurrying around in his body, and it seemed that there was no big problem.

In her own words......

It's just—

Even if you lose, you can't be too embarrassed, at least you have to win in momentum!

"You want to kill me, how can I do this little skill."

Mu Qingluo's agitation method was very useful, the man's eyes were dim, his aura was suddenly reversed, and the speed of the attack was twice as fast as that of the intermediate.

Now Mu Qingluo has a lot more difficulty to deal with.

The man's moves are so cold that people can't see the flaws.

By now, Mu Qingluo was already a little powerless, she dodged and dodged, but those magic still hit her, and she tried her best to minimize their damage.

It was only after a few rounds that Mu Qingluo's fair face became even paler in the gloomy environment.

The man suddenly laughed, his smile was terrifying, and there was a magic force that quickly hit Mu Qingluo.

Mu Qingluo didn't have time to dodge, the dark aura came to her face, her heart sank, and she raised her hand to fight hard.

Suddenly, she was wrapped in a cold and familiar spiritual power, and the man in front of her was suddenly bounced out, and he fell down stiffly with wide eyes, dead and dead.

Mu Qingluo was stunned, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his body was a little unstable, as if he was about to fall.

Suddenly, there was a hot breath behind him, Mu Qingluo was held up, and the tip of his nose was floating with an elegant and refreshing breath.

Mu Qingluo raised his head and met the man's worried eyes.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Mu Qingluo shook his head, stood still, and came out of his arms.

Feng Mochen's dark and deep eyes were slightly heavy, his hands were slightly clenched, and an emotion surged in his heart.

He pulled Mu Qing into his arms again and held her in his arms.

Mu Qingluo was frightened, and hugged his neck in a panic, and the breath in his body became even more disordered.

"Poof—"

Mu Qing tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

There seemed to be an undercurrent surging under Feng Mochen's eyes, his jawline was unusually cold, and his face was gloomy.

His cold, deep voice sounded faintly.

"I want twenty people."

Mu Qingluo blinked his eyes and looked at Feng Mochen with a confused expression.

Who is he talking to?