After a while, Qi Ran's voice sounded, dry and dumb but very light, as if the wind could be dispersed, and said, "Well, I lost ......"

Mu Tang froze, and suddenly he couldn't say anything.

Qi Ran admitted defeat...... He is such a proud person, how would he admit defeat?

Obviously, Duanmu Han didn't expect him to admit defeat so easily, so he didn't speak.

The snow-capped mountains at night are extremely silent.

There was only the sound of the snow and the wind whistling by......

Mu Tang tried to widen his eyes and look that way, but he still couldn't see anything clearly.

Then Duanmu Han's voice blew into her ears with the snow wind, which was also very light, "Huh...... I really should let her see it......"

In a word, the meaning of the language is inexplicable, making it difficult to tell what mood he is in now.

Qi Ran also smiled, but he was a little weak, "You won, but ...... How......"

yes, so what?

What can be proved?

A woman who is already dead, a woman who is impossible to see again, Duanmu Han's approach is just self-deception.

There was another moment of silence, and just as Mu Tang was trying to see them clearly, someone strode in her direction, and then her arm was grabbed violently.

Mu Tang was pulled and staggered a few times, almost dragged forward, all the way to Qi Ran.

The waist was clamped, and Duanmu Han whispered in her ear, "Little baby, look, look at how embarrassed he is now." Well, tell me, who is more powerful, me or him? ”

Mu Tang's gaze fell on the person lying on the ground.

It was still a black patch, and in the wind and snow, with Mu Tang's eyesight, he could only see a vague outline, but Mu Tang smelled the smell of blood......

The thick smell of blood, mixed with the cold smell of ice and snow, rushed into his nose, making Mu Tang tremble uncontrollably.

"Brother......

She struggled, trying to pounce.

Duanmu Han tied her to death, "Good, you haven't said yet, who is more powerful, me or him, huh?" ”

"Duanmu Han, you madman, I'm not Duanmu Yun at all-"

"Smack-"

A slap landed on Mu Tang's face, interrupting her voice.

Mu Tang's head was deflected by him, and he almost didn't feel any pain, only numbness. His ears were buzzing, and the smell of blood was surging in his throat, which showed the weight of his slap.

Duanmu Han still tightened Mu Tang's waist, "It's better for women to be smarter, smart women are more annoying, what do you say, huh?" ”

"Duanmu Han - you have the ability to rush at me, what is it to do it to a woman?"

Qi Ran's voice suddenly sharpened, and no one could stand the girl who was protecting her palm being slapped in front of her, let alone Qi Ran.

There was some sound on his side, it seemed that he wanted to struggle to get up, Mu Tang closed his eyes, swallowed the bloody taste in his throat, and then spoke, still saying: "Duanmu Han, I am not Duanmu Yun......"

Duanmu Han glanced at Qi Ran's side and sneered, "Isn't it all good, you just have to tell me, who is more powerful between me or him?" ”

Mu Tang actually didn't understand why he was so persistent, and asked who was more powerful, he or Qi Ran?

She pursed her lips, and before she could speak, several gunshots shook the dark night snow mountain, and the two men who were guarding Mu Tang's side just now had already fallen.

Duanmu's cold eyes sank, and he turned his eyes to look in the direction of the gunshot, and a figure had already pounced on him as quickly as a cheetah, and said sharply: "Sugar Bao, pounce!" ”