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I obviously felt Mo's body stunned, "No." ”

Yan Nuo repeated again, staring at Mo's eyes, black and red, vicious red.

"No...... Can ......"

Yan Nuo's words were repeated in his mouth, "Kill the white hair...... Me, we can be together, we can be together......"

"What?"

Yan Nuo's eyes widened, and he always felt that there seemed to be something hidden in this that he didn't know yet.

"Kill him, we're together, okay?"

The bottom of his eyes was full of spoiling, and this time, he used a question.

"You can't kill him."

At this moment, Yan Nuo's mind was only filled with the words 'kill white hair', and as for other words, she was almost in a state of confusion.

Frowning, from the very beginning, Mo said that he wanted to kill the white hair, the 'white hair' in his mouth, is it his master?

Even if she didn't explain it, Yan Nuo couldn't help but put the 'white hair' in Mo's mouth on her master, this unprovoked intuition made her block, she believed her intuition-

The 'white hair' that Mo wants to kill is his own master, the Blood Shadow Silver Nightmare!

But, the reason for her to block it is just because he is his own nominal master?

Her master can't die, this voice in the depths of her heart told her, Jian Yun, can't die!

The ink eyes suddenly became cold, you can't kill it!!

So, she doesn't want to be with herself at all??

The chill became more and more obvious, and the small hand that was originally holding his hand was fiercely left behind, turned around, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Ink, hey."

Just wanted to raise his foot, but Don't Yue Yan pulled him, "Can you catch up with him?" ”

Although he didn't know his identity, Yue Min was shocked from the bottom of his heart, and there was ......

A touch of eerie familiarity.

"It's not my style to not chase."

Shaking off Yue Min's hand, Yan Nuo frowned, luck, his figure flew down, and he stepped on the wind-

Yue Min sighed, too, Yan Nuo's style has always been to do whatever he wants, and he only knows if he can chase after him.

At that moment, he shouted:

"Arnold, wait for me......"

－－

When Yan Nuo chased him out, he was already gone, frowning, could it be ......

Really went to the 'Afterimage'?

Standing somewhere in the dense Devil Crying Forest, Yan Nuo wandered in place, this volley footwork is not good, this chase out is not a figure at all!

Just as Yan Nuo hesitated left and right, his ankles were entwined by vines on the ground, and as he took a step, his body was unstable and he fell to the ground.

At the moment when Yan Nuo fell to the ground, only came to mind:

Peat!

Yan Nuo was originally in a place similar to a slope, and this fall, he rolled down the hillside directly-

"Bang bang."

Branches snapped along the way, making a piercing crackling sound in the dead forest, and rocks splattered.

The body was already covered with scratches and bruises, and it was embarrassing.

His eyes clenched, and his consciousness faded.

"Bang-"

"Wow-"

There was a sound of heads hitting stones, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling into the water, and the water splashed.

The biting cold is like a cold pool under the abyss!

The mist on the surface of the water flowed, and a faint shadow appeared in the background.

The man did not take off his outer robe, his black clothes were wet, and his back curvature seemed to be the most perfect masterpiece of heaven, and his ink-colored hair was all draped on his back, and his tail was scattered into the shallow spring, and the wisps moved with the waves.

He is the ink in the rage!

The eroded bones at the corners of his mouth are still there, yes, Jin Heng...... That's him.

This chilling pain made him close his eyes and remember that what happened in the past three years would be when the fire scorpion cold poison attacked for the second time, he woke up like a dream and realized it.

The corners of his mouth were bitterly hooked, Yan Nuo, you are the catastrophe that I can't hide from in my life!

Is the fire scorpion cold poisonous?

In my mind, Fuso's words drifted by:

The scorpion is hot, and the fire scorpion is cold, the market is a craving, the pain is unbearable, and the cold body is cold......

As he pondered, a huge shock behind him made his thick black eyelashes move slightly.