At this moment, he really moved with killing intent, his murderous aura was awe-inspiring, and his eyes were as cold as arrows.

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you peep it, you will die!

Although Miao Ling is no longer there, they are all people who have a great deal of weight in their hearts. That kind-hearted, innocent, innocent and likable girl, no one will not like it, let alone Mu Hanfeng.

The strength in her hand continued to increase, the woman's face turned red, the air that could breathe in was already very thin, and the feeling of suffocation filled her heart, as if she would die in his hands in the next second because she couldn't breathe.

There was no fear in the eyes of the woman in the blue dress, and the smile was fleeting. It's so abnormal, but it's suspicious.

"Kill me...... Correct...... Good ......" The woman had a very difficult time breathing, her eyes remained unchanged, and she looked at the man in front of her fearlessly.

Your anger, your coldness, your ruthlessness, are all because of that woman? It's all because she said that Nuwa Shi is dead, and she is gone forever, right?

So, just right......

The man stared coldly at the woman in front of him, throwing the woman's body out like garbage.

"You don't deserve to die at my hands."

The man turned to leave, his voice was cold and intimidating, so cold, so cold and ruthless, that a crazy jealousy = jealousy rose in the woman's eyes: "I'm not worthy, is that woman worthy?" Mu Hanfeng, the more you like her, the more I want to remind you that she is dead, dead. It doesn't matter if you like her anymore, she's dead. A dead man, what is there to fear? ”

There was a hint of excitement in the woman's voice, and a bit of jealousy = jealousy. A dead person, a person who has been dead for ten years, why do people still remember her, think about her, why can they lead the cold wind for her, haunted by dreams, and never forget.

She is jealous = jealous, she just doesn't like it, she just can't see that woman die and let Mu Hanfeng wait for ten years.

The more she was like this, the calmer Mu Hanfeng became, it was a pair of dark and inky pupils, as deep as a deep pool, and there was no bottom in sight, making it impossible to guess what was going on in his heart.

Still didn't get any response, the woman in the blue dress stood up, looked at the ink-robed man who was gradually walking away, restrained the jealousy = jealousy in her eyes, and smiled weirdly: "Let's go, you go, if you don't want to know about the whereabouts of that woman, you can leave like this." ”

The woman's words were very abrupt, but they made the eyes of the man who had already walked away in front of him pause slightly, and his footsteps stopped at this moment. Mu Hanfeng turned around slowly, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and he stared coldly at the woman in the blue dress in front of him.

If nothing else, just for what she said, Miaoling's whereabouts.

He knew that what this woman said was probably a lie and a lie after jealousy, but he still stopped, just not wanting to miss any news about Miaoling. Even if this statement is not reliable at all, even if the hope is so slim.

Seeing him stop, a touch of anger rose in the heart of the woman in the blue dress, her fists were clenched, and her eyes were unwilling: "A dead man, is it worth your nostalgia like this?" ”

She was standing right in front of him, and perhaps he didn't even know who she was, what her name was, or where she came from. His heart was occupied by that woman, she hated, she was angry, and she was unwilling.

"Where is she?" The man's voice was hard and ruthless.

Taking a deep breath, the woman in the blue dress smiled wryly: "Do you really like her so much?" Can't wait to know her whereabouts, can't you? ”