Keep the green mountains here, don't be afraid of no firewood!

Mu Chujin finally convinced himself, turned on his heels, and prepared to slip away on tiptoe.

"Dead girl! Where to run! With a coquettish shout, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, the ice roared cold, and Zhou Yudie attacked Mu Chujin with his palm.

Ahh

Discovered so quickly!

Mu Chujin turned around elegantly, his face was not chaotic at all, the soldiers were coming, the water was coming, although he was terribly scared, but he had to go to the top!

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and the corners of his eyes were full of smiles, Mu Chujin said with a smile: "Auntie, you like Feng Rongxue!" "A sentence out of tune, the bull's head is not the horse's mouth.

But Mu Chujin knows the gap between the two martial arts, if she fights hard, then she will be a dead end, so she can only outwit, and Feng Rongxue is her dead end.

The sentence just now caught Zhou Yudie off guard, her phoenix eyes were startled, and her palm was stunned, and her heart was instantly flustered, this was a secret hidden in her heart for more than ten years, and it was said by this woman without hesitation!

She said it!

No!

You can't let the Lord know the way, otherwise—

He won't want me!

So, she had to die!

Thinking of this, the palm wind is even more fierce, and the cold gaze is intimidating.

Mu Chujin saw her changes, a cold light crossed her eyes, and while instinctively dodging her attack, she said coldly: "Hmph! You're afraid of him knowing! I'm afraid I'll tell you! The crisp voice carried a solemn coldness.

Zhou Yudie was stunned for a moment, her brows tightened, and her eyes struggled, "How do you know what I think?" Shut up! As he spoke, he slapped his palm on Mu Chujian's chest.

"Traces of blood? Have you forgotten the blood stains? The rhinestone-like eyes slowly widened, the thin lips pursed, and the voice was fierce.

She was gambling, betting that Zhou Yudie would not dare to kill her, because of the blood marks, the fiery red lotus engraved on her and the man's chests like a birthmark, they seemed to live and die together, which made Zhou Yudie a little jealous.

Huh——

Shouldn't I be thankful for Feng Rongxue?

Sustaining my life and making others jealous.

Thinking of this, Mu Chujin pursed her lips and smiled, but her eyes were glowing with an eerie cold light.

Hearing Mu Chujin's words, Zhou Yudie suddenly felt that the palm stretched out was very hot, she hurriedly and quickly retracted, and the delicate red shadow was violently retracted by the internal force, making her staggered backwards.

Until her knees bent and fell to the ground, she looked at the palm she had just sent out, and still felt palpitations, she almost killed the lord just now, almost killed him!

She blamed herself deeply, and her originally cold eyes just stared at her slender white palm.

This palm has killed countless people, but—

Unexpectedly, he backfired himself at the most critical moment.

Because—