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(One hundred and forty) Fear!

The tip of Mu Mingluo's sword was an inch in front of Tang Wan'er's neck, and Chunhua was already paralyzed with fright, and she couldn't stand up.

However, just when her life was about to end, Tang Wan'er's face was not frightened, her excessive composure and the solemn expression on her face made Mu Mingluo stunned for a while.

How to describe Tang Wan'er's expression at that time.

It was a solemn look at the statue of the god in the temple, her face was full of waves, as if the joy and sorrow did not remain in her heart, as if there were too many vicissitudes and feelings in her eyes.

In Mu Mingluo's opinion, this can give him too much pressure.

It's an ethereal and silent black hole.

It seems to be able to swallow the depth and inclusiveness of the universe.

Such eyes and expressions are not what a teenage rich daughter can express.

It is impossible for "Yuji" to have that kind of deep and compassionate eyes.

It was a long time with the years.

Although the woman in front of her did not have the slightest ability to resist, just looking at Mu Mingluo's simple action could make Mu Mingluo tremble.

It was a trembling from the depths of the heart—a trembling out of fear, a physical instinct.

Yes, it's the same feeling as when I met the boss of Yama.

Mu Mingluo has only met the boss of "Yama" once, and he followed his master "Killing Evil Emperor" to see him.

The boss of "Yama" is named Wu Liangzi, and he doesn't seem to have any martial arts, and what he does all day long is to write poems, paintings, draw chess, and play with flowers and plants. There's nothing particularly scary about it.

However, when Mu Mingluo went to see the boss with his master for the first time, he just knelt down at His Highness, and his whole body trembled, which was fear from bone marrow to hair. Shiver ran through the whole body like an electric shock.

Terror was the only feeling he could experience.

Just like now, he saw Tang Wan'er's eyes that did not belong to a young girl, and he couldn't move at all.

How...... What's going on? Don't be afraid, it's just a delicate little girl, it's not a big deal!

Mu Mingluo thought so, and wanted to move the tip of the sword forward by an inch, as long as he did this, it would be enough to pierce Tang Wan'er's throat!

Tang Wan'er just smiled incomprehensibly, then held the tip of the sword and said, "You don't have the courage to pierce in, did you think of anyone?" Mu Gongzi, don't think about something that you absolutely can't defeat. You're a smart person, and one wrong step is the abyss, you know. ”

In an instant, Mu Mingluo vaguely saw that behind Tang Wan'er, there seemed to be a huge monster figure, if I was not mistaken, it should be a green dragon with red eyes - yes, it was the guardian holy beast of the eastern country.

However, when he looked up again, where was the figure of the green dragon.

"I ...... I'm not afraid of a mere little girl! ”

Saying that, Mu Mingluo withdrew his sword and slashed at Tang Wan'er again, but the first knife missed, but Tang Wan'er was soon forced into a desperate situation again.

Then, at this time, when the scythe of the god of death was about to fall, it was the vigorous figure of the dragon dwelling that appeared between them.

Longju and Mu Ming are inseparable and incomparable.

"Looks like I'm not abandoned yet."

Tang Wan'er smiled, it seemed that there was no need for special instructions between her and Qi Ying, and he could arrange it.

At this time, Mu Mingluo gradually fell into disadvantage, and after more than a dozen moves, he was finally defeated.

Seeing that Longju was about to kill him, Tang Wan'er drank Longju.

"Miss Tang, why don't you let the little one kill this person?"