Chapter 377: It's Just a Show
Yuan Ming's cruel gaze looked at Mo Wuxi, "Mo Wuxi, you have thought about which one to save." ”
Mo Wuxi stood in the center, on the left hand side was Ye Qinglan with tears in his eyes, and on the right hand side, his picturesque eyes were full of expectation.
He saves one, and the other must die.
Both of them are his apprentices, how does he choose.
"Yuanming, you let the two of them go. If you want to kill, you will kill me, and you will do it. ”
"No, no, no, I don't want your life." Yuan Ming hooked his lips and smiled faintly, "If you die, you can't sing this scene!" ”
Mo Wuxi wanted to kill someone for the first time, "What the hell do you want to do!" ”
"Ink is not sorry!" Yuan Ming looked at him coldly, the tips of his fingers, and a beam of light lingered, "Since you are so difficult to choose, how about I help you choose?" ”
He didn't want to be grinding and chirping in the middle of watching the ink.
Mo Ruhua still has illusions about Mo Wuxi, after all, Mo Wuxi in this life is completely different from the character of the previous life.
He wanted to cut off all thoughts of Mo Ruhua, and only then could she be completely used by him.
This scene is just a scene that makes Mo Ruhua die.
Ye Qinglan, her life, it's still useful for him to keep it!
A hint of pride crossed Yuan Ming's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the light on his fingertips split into two and hit the rope.
At the same time as the two rays of light shot out, Yuanming's voice sounded again.
"Mo is not sorry, if you don't choose any of them, they will all die!"
Mo didn't hesitate to look at it, and the light had already cut the rope.
Ye Qinglan lost his voice under Yuanming's control and shouted, "Master, I'm afraid!" ”
At the moment when the rope broke, Mo Ruhua only saw a white shadow flash in front of her eyes.
Mo didn't hesitate to run towards Ye Qinglan!
Her eyes widened, and there was a complicated look in her eyes.
Her body, along with the stone, sank rapidly.
Mo looked at Mo Ruhua, who had fallen into the abyss, in pain, and pulled Ye Qinglan back.
Yuan Ming laughed: "You really fell in love with Ye Qinglan!" ”
Mo didn't hesitate to protect Qinglan behind him and took out the saber he carried with him.
His cold eyes hit Yuanming like a melting ice fountain.
"You're damned!"
Yuan Ming did not back down to his sword blade, he looked at Mo coldly, "It's not me who killed Mo Ruhua!" You could have saved her just now, but you chose Ye Qinglan! ”
Mo Wuxi's eyes crossed a trace of pain, although he has no love for Ruhua, but she is his apprentice!
Yuan Ming smiled mockingly, and he shouted at the bottom of the cliff, "Flying squirrel, come up!" ”
Mo was stunned for a moment, and a mouse-like animal suddenly flew out from under the cliff, and on its back, there was still a falling Mo picturesque.
Mo Wuxi's eyes tightened, "Picturesque?!" ”
Mo Ruhua was full of coldness and hatred, and she stood behind the flying squirrel, holding a scimitar full of yin energy in her hand.
I don't know what material the scimitar is made of, but the whole body is red, as red as blood.
Mo Ruhua looked at Mo Wuxi and Ye Qinglan coldly, her eyes made Mo Wuxi strange.
The flying squirrel fell to the ground with Mo Ruhua, and she walked to Yuanming's side.
Yuan Ming looked at the blood blade that he gave to Mo Ruhua before he left the Demon Palace, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.
"Picturesque, the two people opposite, who are you!"
Mo Ruhua's eyes swept across with hatred, and gently spit out a few words: "Enemies who don't share the sky!" ”
Mo Wuxi's heart tugged, "Picturesque, I'm your master!" ”
Mo Ruhua smiled sarcastically, "Master? Mo has no regrets, you are not worthy of being my master. In your previous life, you killed my relatives, slaughtered my mother country, harmed my children, and in the end you didn't even let me go, and you still have the face to say that you are my master! ”
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