The green tendons on Jin Nanfeng's temples twitched slightly, his thin lips tightened, and he grabbed Yue Wujiu's fingers with cold white.

It is an imprint that comes out of over-pinching.

Yue Wujiu's eyebrows were faint, the smile deepened at the bottom of his eyes, and he hooked his lips lightly: "Then we ......"

Before the words fell, the girl's eyes suddenly became light and cold, and the black air flew through the amber brown eyes.

The ink color at the bottom of the eyes surged, like layers of waves, covering the light layer of amber brown.

"It occurred to me that there was something else." Yuewu Jiu was the main anti-guest, grabbed Jin Nanfeng's wrist, walked to the side of the street and stopped a taxi, and couldn't help but stuff the young man into the back seat of the car: "Guangling Building, please send him over." ”

"Moon Witch Nine!" Jin Nanfeng's brows were knotted, and before the shouting fell, the young girl's figure spun, and in a moment, she disappeared on the side of the street.

No trace of it again.

Jin Nanfeng closed his eyes slightly, and the smile on his lips was sarcastic and cold.

- Again, every time.

- She never had a reason to leave, without saying anything.

- Never give a return date.

Jin Nanfeng's handsome eyebrows were enveloped by layers of gloomy and cold owls. The young man half-bowed his head and sat in the back seat. The cold and gloomy aura frightened the taxi driver didn't dare to say a word.

"Sir."

Jin Nanfeng: "Guanglingxia." ”

Before the car started, the young man slowly turned his head and looked back at the street that had long since disappeared.

The crowd was still bustling, and the music of the square dance was noisy and deafening.

The car window blocked the laughter and laughter outside the street, Jin Nanfeng slowly propped up his upper body and leaned back to the seat: one day, he wanted her to never leave.

Yuewu Jiu's body is fast, shuttling through the streets, like a fluttering white shadow, fleeting. Pedestrians could only see a white shadow passing in front of them, and when they looked closely, the figure was long gone.

Yuewu turned around eight times, and finally came out of the road very far.

She stopped and stood in a remote alleyway.

The fingers of the right hand are pressed to the center of the eyebrows, and the fingers are cold and piercing.

Yue Wujiu walked to the side of the car, turned the rearview mirror, and leaned his face over.

In the mirror, a delicate little face is reflected. It's just that at this moment, in the dark eyes of Moon Wu Jiu, the heavenly spirit is shrouded in layers of black qi. It's shocking, it's horrifying, it's terrifying.

"It's coming so fast."

Yue Wujiu sighed lightly and turned the mirror away.

There was no one here, and she stretched out the palm of her right hand. The golden book in the unreal and the real slowly flipped through.

The pages of the book were filled with a dark and dead air. The dead air twists and rotates, and finally forms a line of small characters.

- Mother-in-law of the land, summoned for three days, the killing has arrived.

The immortals of the heavenly court should have died, and when the land mother-in-law left the golden book, she made something out of nothing and went against the sky.

If you violate the way of heaven, you should be killed.

Yue Wujiu closed the golden uncle, threw it into the void at will, and laughed in a low voice, smiling coldly and mockingly: "Kill me for so many years, look, what tricks can you play." ”

The power of killing corresponds to the level of the immortal summoned, and the land granny is only the lowest level of immortals.

Yue Wujiu walked casually, and when he stepped out of the alley, his soft smile was wrapped in the fine condensed frost, and he was as cold as frost.

Autumn winds blow across the ground, curling up fallen leaves.

Yue Wujiu walked along the street for a short while, not waiting for the expected killing. She waited a little longer, and finally impatiently pulled out her phone and hailed a ride.

- Don't wait for the killer move.,Let's go home and wash and sleep first.。。

At nine o'clock, there was no one in the alley, and the headlights turned in with the sound of horns.