Chapter 429 429 The Wind Writes the Moon, This King Wants You to Die Without a Place to Bury!
Under the evil fire, he no longer cared about her. But he still maintained that demeanor, and laughed lightly: "If you have the ability, then after today, you can kill me!" ”
As soon as he said this, he reached out and tore her clothes, very roughly. And his clothes slowly fell off and threw them on the side of the bed.
He was like a snake, entangled her to death, intending to invite her to resist death. But after tearing off her layers of heavy clothes, on her arms as white as snow, she saw bright red cinnabar.
Is that Shoumiya Sand?
He was stunned for a moment, and his movements suddenly stopped! swept towards her, and saw that she was still staring at him at the moment, it was a kind of look that was looking at the enemy, it was a kind of look that hated to tear him apart.
And he really didn't expect that she and Nangong Ao had been husband and wife for so many days, and even had already made love to each other. But she is still perfect?
Facing her scarlet and hateful eyes, he suddenly sighed slightly. It has come to this point, and it is impossible to stop it. His long fingers reached out, covering her eyes, blocking out her hateful eyes. It's just that the actions of his subordinates are a little more pitiful, and they are no longer as rough as Fang Cai.
Murong Zhi gritted his teeth, and through his fingers, he could see the palace guard. That means chastity to a woman, and to her, it means loyalty to Nangong Ao!
If that blush is gone, maybe ...... Maybe it's really as Feng Shuyue said, she really doesn't have the face to see Nangong Ao again. She and Nangong Ao, I'm afraid we can only go to the end here!
As soon as this idea came out, she suddenly began to resist again, wanting to push him away! She promised Nangong Ao that if fate was destined, they would inevitably be wrong. She will work hard with him and get closer to each other together, she can't just lose here!
No!
Under this anger, I don't know whether it was pain or sadness, tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Reaching out to push him, but the more she struggled, the tighter and tighter he was entangled, tighter and tighter, so that she clearly felt that she was afraid that the next moment she would merge into each other's bodies.
Just when her heart was already despairing, her eyes were a little empty and dazed, and she felt that the blood in her throat was about to gush out!
"Bang!" With a bang, the door was kicked open!
The wind wrote the moon stiffened, and then a gust of palm wind swept in from outside the door! He rolled under the bed, quickly dodging it. And the clothes on board!
And after Nangong Ao entered the door, the sword swept and closed the door! Raising his eyes to look at the scene in front of him, his face was pale, and those eyes were even more scarlet than Murong Zhi's eyes!
He didn't say a word, he directly raised his sword, and attacked the wind and the moon!
He moves quickly and ruthlessly, almost only attacking but not defending. Palm after palm, attacking towards the wind and snow moon. Feng Shuyue has a lot of other skills, but in terms of his martial arts, he is not Nangong Ao's opponent in the end, and he can deal with it at first, but with Nangong Ao's more and more fierce attack, after he retreats a few times, he is still hit after all!
Nangong Ao slapped him three times in a row, and hit him mercilessly! "The wind writes the moon, this king wants you to die today without a place to be buried!"
"Poof-" A mouthful of black blood spit out from Feng Xueyue's mouth! He suddenly raised his eyes, smiled strangely, and suddenly shot out with something in his sleeve!
Nangong Ao still only attacks but can't defend, because that thing is coming at him, no matter how big the price is, no matter how seriously injured, he must kill the person in front of him today!