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Mo forced to endure the piercing pain all over his body, and vaguely felt a faint warm current in his back sweep through his heart, but in an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

Yan Nuo gritted his teeth, his eyebrows frowned, didn't it work?

The internal force input into his body was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it disappeared in an instant.

"Let's go."

Squeezed out a word with difficulty from between his teeth, and his body leaned to the side, the meaning was obvious, don't Yan Nuo do things that work in vain.

Yan Nuo frowned, this attack was obviously more serious than the last time, and those eyes were gradually black and red.

"You, go."

Getting up, Mo's body was unsteady and almost fell.

Yue Min reacted at this time, stepped forward and asked softly:

"He's poisoned?"

As Yue Min's words fell, Wu Shunniang came back to her senses, gritted her silver teeth, and waved the long sword in her hand, "Withdraw." ”

After speaking, he lifted his breath and flew away, but fell straight to the ground in the next moment.

No one saw what was going on.

Everyone only felt a black shadow fly up in front of them, and then they fell to the ground with lightning speed!

"This ......"

Yue Min smacked his tongue and stared at Wu Shun Niang who fell to the ground, a little confused.

"You, damn it."

The three words of coldness, like the sound of three feet in the cold valley, Mo walked towards Wu Shunniang step by step, his starry eyes were overflowing with a treacherous and gloomy light, and the cold one did not have any temperature.

Now, he desperately wants to see the bright blood!

"No, no, don't come here......"

Wu Shun Niang's body crawled backwards, this Shura who seemed to have come out of hell, was full of anger, so that she couldn't help but shudder, terrifying, full of the horror of death, which made her afraid from the bottom of her heart!

No, it's the soul that has gone beyond fear!

Seeing this, the remaining black-clothed women in the Ethereal Temple couldn't move the slightest step at all.

I want to escape.

The thought in my head is that I just want to escape!

This man, too terrifying, wanted to get out of here, but found that he couldn't lift his legs at all, and was stiff as if frozen into ice.

"No, don't kill me...... Don't kill me......"

The terrifying sound of Wu Shun Niang resounded in the silent restaurant at this moment.

"Ahh

Blood flew sideways, spraying directly on the body of an ethereal temple woman.

A wide-eyed, unbelievable head rolled down at the woman's feet.

She hung her head in horror, "Ahh......hhh Teacher, senior sister......"

With the sound of this cold hair, most of the original city guards directly threw away their armor and ran wolf.

Soldiers, their duty is only to guard the border city, how have they ever seen such a bloody scene?

They all fled!

The diners, some of whom even jumped from the windows on the second floor, guarded like virgins, and came out like rabbits!

Yue Min shook his head, his voice trembled uncontrollably, but he still couldn't say a complete sentence:

"This, he, Xiaonuo, how ......"

"Ink ......"

Yan Nuo let out a low whisper, but Mo didn't react in the slightest, and walked straight towards the remaining women of the Ethereal Temple.

Hands up, heads down.

Blood splattered and rivers flowed.

"No, absolutely, no one can do it, whoever hurts her will be punished even if she is far away!"

Muttering in his mouth, Mo's eyes were unfocused, like a puppet being used.

"Kill...... Kill the white-haired ......"

When these words fell, Mo's body was about to rise, and Yan Nuo didn't know where the speed came from, so he ran away with wind on the soles of his feet-

"No, you can't kill."

Stopping in front of him, Yan Nuo frowned, why is this happening, last time Jin Heng, when the fire scorpion cold poison attacked, it was only that his body was cold, but this time, he ......

Yin owl, even Yan Nuo, who killed people without blinking, also shivered from the bottom of his heart.

"Yan ...... No......"

The deep voice seemed to come from hell, and Yan Nuo couldn't find any words to describe it except hell.

The corners of Mo's mouth were stiffly outlined, but he smiled so bloodthirsty, "Wait for me, I'm going to kill him...... Grey haired ......"

"No, you can't."

Backhanded, clasped Mo's bloodstained hand, very tight, very tight.