"Cousin, are you okay? Why are you so careless, if something happens to you, grandpa--" Mo Yanran was shouting, lying on the ground and closing her eyes tightly, the girl with weak breath suddenly opened a pair of eyes as black as ink, those eyes, clear and clear, black and white, as if she could see through people's hearts, startled Mo Yanran, so that her breath around her body was stagnant, and the words in her mouth that reversed right and wrong could no longer be spoken, and the hand that pressed on the life point involuntarily let go.

"You want to kill me?"

Mo Jinghong's breath was weak, and his voice was shallow and inaudible, but every word was very clear.

Hearing this, Mo Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, and stared at Mo Jinghong like a ghost - it was still that fat and ugly face, still the eyes that were squeezed by the flesh and almost invisible, and even had a smile in her eyes, but Mo Yanran instinctively felt the danger, and that danger was brought to her by the girl opposite?

What's going on?

She actually thinks that this fat and ugly, straw bales and incompetent waste wood are terrible?

The expression in her eyes changed, and Mo Yanran showed a tentative smile on her face:

"How so? You're my cousin, how could I want to kill you? ”

"It's better not to be like this." A fine golden light flashed in Mo Jinghong's eyes, and he seemed to have regained some strength, and said with a cold and mocking smile: "After all, among our cousins, no matter who dies, grandpa will be sad." ”

Mo Jinghong said, his dark pupils looked at Mo Yanran opposite as if he understood everything, making Mo Yan's back slightly wet.

What does this straw bag nympho mean? Threatening her? Could it be that the two of them fought each other, and it could still be her who died?

Mo Yanran never believed that she would be no match for this straw bale, but looking at this straw bale staring at her fixedly, her strange eyes glowing with golden light, she inexplicably felt a chill down her spine, and an indescribable weird feeling lingered in her heart - this straw bale wouldn't be a return to light, right?

After a struggle in her heart, Mo Yanran decided not to touch the moldy head of the dead - anyway, this time she fell from the Star Picking Tower, and this straw bag would be a cripple even if she didn't die.

She didn't believe that her grandfather would still like a crippled granddaughter? Will Brother Yun marry a crippled wife?

Thinking like this, Mo Yanran raised her voice and said: "Come on, come on, my cousin fell from the Star Picking Tower, come and ask for a doctor......

Listening to the sound of small footsteps, the sarcastic smile on the corner of Mo Jinghong's mouth deepened, his eyelids drooped slightly, he no longer paid attention to Mo Yanran, and began to silently digest the memory in his mind - Hades said that someone sacrificed 100,000 years of blood to cultivate in exchange for her a chance to cross and be reborn, so now she is reincarnated as a human?

Mo Yanran looked at Mo Jinghong, who was set up, and snorted coldly, thinking that she had generously spared Mo Jinghong's life.

didn't know that it was she who really escaped just now, not the girl who had a weak breath and was carried by someone.

Because that seemingly harmless girl whose fate hangs by a thread, as early as the moment she fell off the Star Picking Tower, she was no longer the cowardly and incompetent Mo Jinghong who was a straw bag and a waste of firewood, but an ancient martial arts genius from the future Chinese Empire!

Everyone in the Chinese Empire knows that Mo Jinghong, a genius girl of the Mo family, not only has excellent talent in martial arts, but also has mental power against the sky, and the mind control technique makes it superb, even if she is now reborn into a crippled body that fell from a tall building, she can still use her mental power to kill people invisibly, if Mo Yanran insists on doing something to Mo Jinghong, she must be killing herself!