Chapter 55: The Abyss (3)

The palm of his hand suddenly emptied, and Mo Fanyan's petite body sloped down from the high cliff!

To say that you are not afraid is false.

She Mo Fanyan had already died once, and she had just crossed over, and this life had just begun.

She vowed to give the owner of this body a prosperous life, this promise has not been fulfilled, and she still has many important things to do.

How can you die like this!

But now, she is alone in the air, there is nothing around her to climb, with her weak and petite body, how can she not die?

His pupils shrank slightly, and Mo Fanyan squinted his eyes, looking towards the sky through the gaps in the layers of trees and vines.

The moonlight, as clear as silver, poured down, and her world became in a trance.

In this blurred vision, a pale silver figure loomed.

The man's black hair was flying, three thousand green silk were as soft as silk, and his sleeves were as white as the flowing moon, almost transparent, and glowing with divine silver.

It is as bright as a flying mirror in the dark sky, and the silver smoke is extinguished.

People always say that they will see strange visions before they die, so this look of heaven and man is what she thinks in her heart?

The eyes that were as clear as Tan reflected the whiteness, and Mo Fanyan was stunned.

It wasn't until a refreshing fragrance came from his nose and then crashed into a thick chest that Mo Fanyan came back to his senses.

Jun Tilt Ze!?

His heart beat suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw his resolute handsome face.

His dark eyes were sharp, his thin lips were pursed, and the bright moonlight outlined his warm face in a hard arc.

He wrapped one hand around her slender waist, and the other was trying to grasp the insolent vines on the edge of the cliff.

The knobby fingers kept shifting among the vines, the rough vines rubbing his white palms to a sparse sparse one, but his ink-like eyebrows never wrinkled.

The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, the small thorns of the vines scraped his palm again and again, and she was shocked to see her.

"Are you afraid?"

Feeling Mo Fan's eyes, Jun Tianze hugged her tighter.

"I was scared just now, but I'm not afraid now."

For the first time, Mo Fanyan answered a person's question so honestly.

Obviously, the two of them were still falling at a rapid speed, but her heart was calm, and the kingly aura emanating from his body inexplicably reassured her.

Seeming to be very satisfied with Mo Fanyan's answer, Jun Tianze's eyebrows and eyes outlined a good-looking arc, and the hot breath sprayed on her ears like this: "In the future, you don't have to be afraid." As long as I'm here, you can rest assured. ”

With me here, you can rest assured.

In a word, Mo Fanyan's heart trembled!

As a cold-blooded agent who is a murder tool, no one has ever asked her if she is afraid.

Maybe at first, she was afraid, but in the end, under the indifferent rain of bullets and the difference between life and death, she couldn't be afraid at all.

If you want peace of mind, you can only rely on yourself!

As soon as Mo Fanyan's brain was hot, his petite body shrank into Jun Qianze's arms.

It is undeniable that there has never been a hug that can make her feel so warm and relaxed like today!

Jun Tianze's dark eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips hooked up a faint arc, the kitten actually made such an active action against him?!

It's worth it! It's worth it!

He jumped off the cliff this wave, not a loss!

Although he was overjoyed in his heart, the movements in Jun Tianze's hands did not relax for half a minute.

The bottom of the cliff is getting clearer!

If there is a mistake at this time, it will be the death of Huangquan!

He can't die, and his woman can't die!