Jun Moye blinked, a pair of purple pupils were innocent, and there was a hint of resentment: "Xiao Yue'er, don't you recognize me?" ”

In her eyes, she was complaining about her behavior, which was very cute.

Purpose, what purpose can he have.

Wouldn't this little woman recognize him?

"Don't tell me what I don't have, I'm not stupid." Mu Hanyue snorted coldly, her eyes were cold, and her whole body exuded coldness: "No one can pretend to be him, you, you can't!" ”

"Hehe......" Jun Moye laughed lowly, his voice low and magnetic, with a different kind of charm.

staring at Mu Hanyue, her thin lips were slightly hooked, but the words she said were extremely dangerous: "In this world, who can pretend to be me?" If there is, they will be wiped out! ”

The aura around him is so powerful and intimidating.

Such a look, such a tone, such an aura, looking at it, it is the same as Jun Moye, there is no difference.

"It's very similar, it's seamless." Mu Hanyue clapped her palms and glanced at Jun Moye with appreciation.

For the acting skills of the man in front of him, I really admire it.

It's the same as the demon, if you don't look closely, you won't be able to see the difference.

"Do I need to pretend?" Jun Mo didn't feel funny at night, and he was very disdainful of this question.

"If you don't admit it, it's okay, I don't need you to admit it. It's okay for me to know for myself that you're not him. Sneered, I didn't want to entangle with him in this place, there was no need.

"Come with me." Raising his eyebrows and glancing at Mu Hanyue, Jun Mo smiled wickedly and motioned to follow him forward.

The intimate tone was as if none of those words existed.

"Why, what awaits me further ahead is death, isn't it?" Mu Hanyue sneered, ignored Jun Moye, and turned to leave.

Follow him, she would be stupid to follow him.

It's not really a demon, why should she listen to him, jokes.

"Hehe......"

"Okay, then I'll follow you." Jun Moye shrugged, his eyes were doting.

"Follow me if you want to die." Mu Hanyue opened her mouth coldly, and her body exuded an aura that no one should enter.

"Xiao Yue'er won't hurt me." Jun Moye chuckled, sure that she would not hurt him.

"Today, then, you will die." Mu Hanyue, who was walking in front, turned around suddenly, looked at Jun Moye behind him, his eyes were cold, and a red flame burst out from his body, attacking the man in front of him.

Seeing the fire element coming towards this side, Jun Moye did not move, and his purple eyes looked at Mu Hanyue, and his eyes were full of pampering.

"Uh-huh......" The fire element hit his chest, and he unconsciously let out a muffled snort in his mouth, and a little blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

is a demonic face, coupled with the blood on the corner of the mouth, there is an extremely bewitching beauty all over the body.

"Xiao Yue'er, are you really willing to do it to me?" Raised his eyes to look at Mu Hanyue and asked.

The voice was low, but the fleeting disappointment in the words could still be heard.

"You are not him, and you will not become him." Indifferent words, without a trace of superfluous emotion, the figure hurriedly stepped forward, came to Jun Moye's body, and a fire element appeared in his palm, with the temperature of heating, and once again hit his chest mercilessly.