Yun Jiu's ink pupils narrowed slightly, and the clear light reflected fell on the machete.

Yanyan's red lips curled slightly.

With a slight swing of his wrist, the three-colored bells collided against the white skin.

A faint purple aura looms.

Between the subtle changes, Hua Wumei did not notice it in the slightest.

At the moment when Yun Jiumo slashed down with his sword.

Raise your sword in front of you.

The moment when the weapons of both sides collided.

Ripples rippled in the air, and sound waves surged.

There was a soft "click".

The machete cracked again.

Hua Wumei grinned and sneered, his eyes were covered with a sinister aura, and the long sword in his hand suddenly increased its strength, pressing down along the cracked opening.

It's just that......

This pressure.

Hua Wumei looked up and saw the girl's bright red lips, hooked up with a lazy cold arc.

Look up again.

met the girl's smiling gaze.

Hua Wu's heart thumped fiercely.

Inexplicably......

There was a sense of foreboding.

Just as he hesitated to push it away.

Suddenly, like thunder in my mind, a jingle bell sounded.

There seemed to be something in my head, scurrying and squeezing wildly.

"You ......" Hua Wumei pointed at Yun Jiumo, and when he said a word, his throat was choked.

He held his head down in pain, staggered a few steps, and nearly fell to the ground.

There were bursts of "ding-ding-ding" music in his head, pressing towards every vein in his body.

What's going on?

What did that girl do to him?!

Hua Wumei's hand holding the long sword hung down a little weakly.

Yun Jiumo threw away the machete in his hand that was about to break, raised a kick, and kicked Hua Wuwu's abdomen.

The leg bent hard and stomped it on the ground.

Hua Wumei's face turned pale, and his body fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust and dead leaves on the ground.

The demonic face was also directly thrown into the dust.

Yun Jiumo's red lips hooked lightly, and he looked down at him condescendingly: "You lost, so ...... Tell me, where is Mu Jinyi? ”

"You ......" Hua Wumei felt that he was just saying the last word, and the music in his head could make him twitch with pain.

Yun Jiumo leaned down slightly.

The weight of the body, just the foot on Hua Wumei's back, pressed down: "Or, I'll exchange you for Mu Jinyi, how about it?" ”

Hua Wuwei's eyes were gloomy, and the pain distorted his countenance.

"If you don't speak, I'll acquiesce." Yun Jiumo stretched out his fingertips, took out a dagger, and pressed it to Hua Wumei's neck, "I forgot to tell you that in addition to not being a good person, I am not a patient person. ”

Her bright red lips were raised, and her voice was cold: "So...... Don't challenge my patience. ”

The cold dagger, like a cold poisonous snake, wrapped around his neck.

Hua Wumei had never been treated with such humiliation.

His face was as blue as a pot of coal.

Facing the ground, Hua Wuxiao, who couldn't see the girl's face at all, didn't notice it......

Between the girl's wrists, the purple glow that blends with the brilliance of the night pearl.

And also...... Her face, slightly pale and beautiful.

Yun Jiumo's brows frowned slightly, and the consumption of spiritual power in her body made her a little difficult to control.

The three-color bells constantly emit a "ding-ding-ding" sound that outsiders can't hear.

Little by little, it crushed the will of Hua Wuxiao.

This man called Hua Wumei is worthy of being a student of the Yousheng Academy, the advanced class of Tianzi.

It is indeed a strength that makes people fear.

Without spiritual power, she was able to use the basic function of the Xuanxin Bell to decentralize the soul.

But......