The cold-faced Rakshasa looked at Mo Xiaochuan puzzled, "What Fierce Tiger Hall?

Mo Xiaochuan was stunned: "What, aren't you the Tiger Hall Shen Hu looking for me to kill me?"

"I don't know what Tiger Hall is, and I don't know what Shen Hu is?" the cold-faced Rakshasa clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at Mo Xiaochuan coldly.

"Then who sent you? I don't think you've offended anyone else?" Mo Xiaochuan asked curiously.

Looking at the expression of the cold-faced Rakshasa, it doesn't look like a lie, this cold-faced Rakshasa may really not know Shen Hu. Who could it be? Could it be He Minghua? No, that kid is at most looking for a gangster. Mo Xiaochuan was puzzled.

"Why should I tell you? Although I am an unpopular killer, I am also professional. You don't want to get anything out of my mouth. The cold-faced Rakshasa had a mocking smile on his face. Looking at Mo Xiaochuan's depressed expression, in her heart, there was a faint pleasure of revenge.

"Why are you telling me?! Hehe, you said that the atmosphere in this wilderness is not romantic, but it is also unique. If you think about it, if something happened to us in this environment? Wouldn't that be something to remember? Although your mask is delicate, it is more inspiring to the primal impulses of the person. Cosplay, what good material. Mo Xiaochuan ignored the cold-faced Rakshasa and said as if talking to himself.

The cold-faced Rakshasa was shocked when he heard this.

In the past, by chance, he saved an old man who died frequently, and afterwards, the old man taught himself some superficial assassination techniques to use for self-defense. After all, there are many rights and wrongs around beautiful women. At the same time, he also passed on a set of advanced disguise techniques to himself. Although he didn't practice the disguise technique to the highest level, he thought that he had reached the point of perfection. In the past few years of killer experience, his disguise technique can be said to be indispensable. Since his debut, no one has been able to see his disguise at a glance. This young man is really terrible.

"Although I can't beat you, I can't kill you. But if you want to get me, it's not that easy. Don't think that you have some ability, just get carried away and regard life as a mustard. Even if I can't kill you today, sooner or later you will be killed. I curse you for not dying well, and for being riddled with bad luck. Hehe--- I'm going to watch you killed. The cold-faced Rakshasa said in a hateful voice, with a miserable smile on his face.

Mo Xiaochuan smiled, a killer, he was embarrassed to say that he regarded life as grass mustard. It's not a funny joke.

Mo Xiaochuan's smile, in the eyes of the cold-faced Rakshasa, was the demon's talisman. The cold-faced Rakshasa knew that if Mo Xiaochuan wanted to do something to her, she would have no room to resist at all. Therefore, she will not let Mo Xiaochuan succeed. Then the only thing to do is that she can't help but ruin her own life, but also destroy her body. However, she is really unwilling, because she still has one last concern. However, don't---

The cold-faced Rakshasa closed his eyes tightly, and a line of tears slowly slipped down his face. Suddenly, the cold-faced Rakshasa opened his eyes and glared at Mo Xiaochuan angrily, "I can't get rid of the hatred in my heart, and I will make an oath by abandoning my soul." May when I die, I will beg for my soul. The cold-faced Rakshasa said this sentence very seriously and solemnly, as if a sacred sacrifice was being held, like the prayer of a devout monk. I hope that the heavens have listened to her heart and fulfilled her last wish.

Abandoning the soul to beg for life, the secret art of the Zhen family. Mo Xiaochuan was completely shocked, the Hongmeng Holy Realm, the Zhen family, sacrificed his life with a blow, abandoned his soul to beg for his life, abandoned his soul, heaven and earth did not allow it. If you do not enter reincarnation, you will not live forever. This is the way to kill the same thing, this is the tragedy of killing a thousand enemies and losing 10,000 yourself. However, I saw it in this world of the end of the law.

How many secrets are hidden in this world? Hongmeng Holy Realm, extraterritorial supreme, all races are extinct. However, he has the blood of the Hongmeng royal family, has the inheritance of Hongmeng, and knows some secrets. But how can there be a Zhen family inheritance in this world.

The Soul Abandonment used by the Cold-faced Rakshasa to beg for their lives is not supported by mana, and there is no response from the gears of fate. Freedom cannot be stirred by the heavens. In Mo Xiaochuan's eyes, it was just a joke. However, this joke made Mo Xiaochuan's heart even more urgent, and he was eager to uncover the fog.

Mo Xiaochuan looked up at the vast sky, the endless universe was so far away from him.

While Mo Xiaochuan was pondering, a glass bottle glowing with green light suddenly appeared in the hand of the cold-faced Rakshasa . The strange green color is like an evil pupil in the night. That pupil exuded a dark energy that destroyed souls and bones. The cold-faced rakshasa knew that as long as he crushed the bottle, then from now on, there would be no trace of his own existence in this world.

So, the cold-faced Rakshasa smiled, and the smile was beautiful, beautiful.

Then, her beautiful smile froze on her face, as she realized that she had no control over her body at all. She looked at Mo Xiaochuan in horror.

At this time, Mo Xiaochuan had already turned around and walked out, the cold-faced Rakshasa felt that it was dark in front of her, she subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found that Mo Xiaochuan had disappeared, and a short-sleeved shirt mixed with the fresh soap fragrance and the smell of hormones secreted by males was on her shoulder.

At the same time, in her ears, Mo Xiaochuan's indifferent but playful voice came: "You came to kill me, but I can't bear to kill you." But the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped, so you will be punished to feed the mosquitoes here for an hour. Presumably, those mosquitoes will be interested in the sweet and delicious blood with the faint fragrance of virginity. Don't be in a hurry, after an hour, the acupuncture points will solve themselves. ”

Mo Xiaochuan's voice rang in her ears, as if Mo Xiaochuan was whispering in her ear, and in her heart, the cold-faced Rakshasa actually felt that there was a hot breath lingering in her ears. For a while, the cold face of the rakshasa was hot, and the face with a fine mask was also flushed. The shy expression can be shown outside through the mask, and I have to admit that the cold-faced Rakshasa is really good.

"Remember, I'm going to kill you. The cold-faced rakshasa shouted hoarsely in the direction Mo Xiaochuan had left.

The cold-faced Rakshasa heart still made waves, but in the depths of the waves, there was Mo Xiaochuan's shadow.

"Bah, that's thinking about him, stinky rascal, big pervert, dead pervert, he really left people here to feed mosquitoes. I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. You're still not a man, are you? After cursing Mo Xiaochuan in his mouth, the cold-faced Rakshasa began to go left and right, oh, no, she couldn't reach the back. I kept blowing all over my body, I couldn't help it. Why are there so many mosquitoes tonight?

As soon as Mo Xiaochuan stepped onto the main road, he heard the cold-faced Rakshasa shouting that he would kill himself. Mo Xiaochuan just shook his head and smiled. I don't care.