Following Mu Xiaofeng's example, several red hearts suddenly appeared in his hands.

With a squeeze of his hands, several hearts were squeezed into blood foam, and the smell of blood spread in the air.

Soon, there were only some soldiers left by the city gate, their legs trembling, and the soldiers looked at the two in horror.

"Can we get out now?" Mu Xiaofeng looked at those soldiers with cold eyes.

"Yes...... OK! The soldiers backed down and looked at Mu Xiaofeng and the waning moon in fear.

"Young master, let's go!" With a smile on his plain face, he said respectfully to Mu Xiaofeng.

As soon as the white 'colored' robe was lifted, Mu Xiaofeng was about to walk out, but at this moment, a cold voice sounded behind him, "Wait!" "The figure is stunned, this voice Mu Xiaofeng is very familiar, damn it!

It turned out to be Mo Chenye, if I remember correctly, in the dark place of Xuan'se', Mu Xiaofeng met him, but he greeted him with his real identity.

"Holy Son!" The soldiers bowed respectfully to Mo Chenye behind them, "Hmm! Great work! ”

The cold voice still did not carry a trace of emotion, but it was because of this unintentional greeting that the eyes of the soldiers who had been standing guard here for several days in a row were wet.

How nice is the Holy Son, although he is usually cold, but he is really good!

"Turn around and let me see!" The footsteps were getting slower and slower, and Mu Xiaofeng's heart was beating slower and slower.

"Is there anything wrong with you? Our young master is in a hurry to get out of the city! "The eyes 'clashed' in the air, the fierce momentum looked at each other, and the fire 'flowers' were rubbed in the air.

This person...... Mo Chenye's figure paused, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the night waning moon dangerously.

"Who are you?" A cold voice rang out.

"Young Master's entourage!" There was not a single expression on his plain face.

'Attendant'? A 'fine' light flashed in his eyes...... Is there such a high-profile 'squire' guard? He looked down at his bleeding hand.

"What's the matter, it's so urgent, I can't even turn around, it's not that I've done something bad, I don't dare to turn around!" Mo Chenye's heart was already determined.

"Of course, it's a 'private' matter, if it's delayed, I don't think even the Holy Son can take full responsibility!" A cold light flashed in his eyes, and regardless of it, Mo Chenye quickly stepped forward.

"I wonder what happened to the Holy Son?" Mu Xiaofeng turned around, and the sun shone under the silver mask, which was extremely dazzling.

"Who are you?" Mu Xiaofeng laughed softly, "I'm Mu Xiaofeng!" The voice was cold, as if he didn't take the Holy Son in front of him to heart.

The clenched fists in the sleeve robe, as well as the extremely slow heartbeat, only Mu Xiaofeng knew...... She's nervous!

Really! Mo Chenye suddenly stopped in place, with a pair of cold eyes, looking at Mu Xiaofeng without emotion.

Hesitating for a moment, her body was ready to resist, if Mo Chenye suddenly shouted to someone here that she was Xiangfan, then she would rush up as soon as possible and pull him on his back!

"Mu Xiaofeng? Mu Xiaofeng, the first family of the mainland Qingcang country? "That's right, the Mu family is so famous, even the Holy Son of the Temple of Light knows it. You must know that everyone in the Temple of Light is taller than the sky and arrogant.

"Exactly!" Nodding slightly, Mu Xiaofeng's beautiful eyes narrowed, and he couldn't see through the person in front of him, he had obviously recognized who she was, why did he ask her this?