At this moment, the two bodies were facing each other. Jun Mo Jue's sword was pointed directly at Mao'er's throat, while one of the two silver needles controlled by the golden thread on Mao'er's wrist was pointed directly at Jun Mo Jue's eyebrows, and the other...
Cleverly hooked on the bath towel around Jun Mojue's waist.
Obviously, Jun Mojue also discovered this, and the look of solemnity on his face became even more obvious.
The way to die together is that as long as Mao'er moves, Jun Mo Jue's sword will definitely cut her throat, but as long as Jun Mo Jue moves, Mao'er's silver needle will definitely pierce his forehead.
How many years has it been...
As the top person in the secret service world, no one has been able to tie with her for many years. This man... is not bad...
"Jun Mojue, you're nothing more than that! It's still within five moves, why do you think you can blow your farts so loudly?"
As soon as Mao'er's slightly mocking voice fell, the silvery gray in Jun Mo Jue's eyes instantly deepened, and murderous intent flowed, but it was both charming and heart-wrenching.
"Woman, you are very brave!"
Jun Mojue stared at the mocking eyes in front of him, secretly guessing Mao'er's identity in his heart. He had never seen a person who could combine weapons and soul into one, but the woman in front of him obviously did it.
With her skills, it is difficult for people to get close to her, and for long-range attacks, they have to worry about the silver needle controlled by the gold thread in her hand.
Without more than ten years of training, how could he have such fierce skills? However, the temperament of the girl in front of him is just that of a teenager...
Could it be that he met a thousand-year-old demon?
Jun Mo Jue flinched at this idea.
The two looked at each other, but they didn't know how ambiguous their posture was at this moment. If it weren't for the weapon that could kill them instantly, it would just be two lovers looking at each other lovingly...
"Jun Mo Jue, I can be even more courageous, do you believe it or not?"
Mao'er's peach blossom eyes flickered, her charming posture flowing, and her soul-stirring beauty. Jun Mojue took a breath, this woman's eyes can really confuse people's minds, but who is she and what is the purpose of coming here?
The evil spirit flashed across Jun Mo Jue's eyes, and with his hands hooked, he attacked Mao'er's veil as fast as he could.
"mean!"
Mao'er snorted and uttered two words coldly. At the same time, his figure quickly retreated, but his right hand exerted a slight force. Suddenly, a wonderful scene appeared in front of the two of them...
In Jun Mo Jue's hand, he was holding the black scarf that sneaked down from Mao'er's face...
However, Mao'er's silver needle hooked Jun Mo Jue's bath towel and pulled hard...
The moon shines with starlight, and the two look at each other...
Jun Mojue's face was as black as coal, and there was a gloomy look on his brows, while the cat's smile was like a flower, and its peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and those eyes looked like a cat that had stolen fish...
Just listen to the intoxicating bass sound, "Hey! Lord Chen, your little Mo Jue's size is very proud. In the future, your woman will not have to worry about her 'happiness' in the rest of her life!"
