She sat there quietly, with an upright and elegant posture, as if sitting on a high altar, her eyes were clear and her expression was indifferent.

Xuanyuan Ya came into contact with her sad and joyless gaze, and somehow there was a fire in her heart.

"It's beautiful to look at, but it's a pity that monsters are monsters, and no matter how beautiful the skin is, it can't cover the rancid stench of the essence."

Mo Xi still sat quietly and steadily, looking at her head slightly.

"Finished?"

Looking at the girl in front of her, who didn't seem to have the slightest ripple, Xuanyuan Ya pursed her lips, her chest rising and falling slightly.

"Don't play tricks, it's just a monster, who do you think you can fool!"

She was about to die, and she could no longer confuse his Qu brother......

Everyone was far away, and no one dared to approach Xuanyuan Ya without giving an order, and they were not worried about her comfort at all, after all, whether Mo Xi was a monster or not, they knew best.

Mo Xi's eyes remained unchanged, he watched quietly, waited for a while, and said, "No words?" ”

Xuanyuan Ya's face was slightly iron-blue.

"Let's do it."

The breeze swept past the two of them, blowing their long hair and splashing in the sun, adding a touch of color to the desolation.

【Host! What are you talking about! 】

The furball looked confused, fell off her head in fright, and looked at her dumbly.

"Quiet."

The silent whisper is like water, but the two words lightly make the hairball have an urge not to disturb.

The furball blinked, rolling against the back of the ink hand, silently protesting.

Don't do that, host, you might as well resist it.

"You ......"

Xuanyuan Ya met her eyes, her heart suddenly palpitated, just like the time by the Qingjiang River, just such a look dispelled all her thoughts, and she was only stunned.

"The villain dies from talking too much, and if you don't do it, you won't have a chance." Mo Xi stood up, his tone as calm as an ancient well.

"Do you think I don't dare?" Xuanyuan Ya tried hard to sink her face, suppressed her inexplicable helplessness and panic, took out her long sword from the bracelet, and was about to stab Mo Xi's heart.

A gust of wind blew, blurring the vision of the two, and before they could react, Xuanyuan Ya felt a pain coming from her heart.

Her wide eyes were full of incredulity, she stared blankly at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her, moved her lips, and fell down weakly, breaking her breath.

In her heart, it was her own sword that was inserted.

Mo Xi's gaze became more and more hollow as she fell, and there was a desolation and sadness hidden inside, but it was hidden after a while, leaving only a blank.

"Xi'er, I'm late." Rong Lingcen gently hugged her into his arms, and his peerless and warm face was filled with fear and trepidation, "It's okay anymore." ”

Almost, he lost her, okay, okay.

"I'm fine, too." Mo Xi licked his lips, which were a little dry.

It's never her who has something to do, but those who are sentenced by the plot.

The people above noticed the strangeness below, came to investigate, and when they saw this scene, they immediately wanted to scold, but they were slashed by Rong Lingcen with a sword, and they didn't even leave their souls.

This group of people dared to slander his girl as a monster, and they should all be killed.

The once jade and gentle boy has consumed all his external tenderness under the suppressed pain of this time, and has become invincible.

"Wait for me here."

"Hmm......" Mo Xi knew what he was going to do, and didn't stop it, and the moment he disappeared, his eyes were buried in deep pain.

Someone else is gone.

Just like those who came before them...... They all died because of her.

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