That golden armor and purple robe were as majestic as the God of War descending from the horizon. At this moment, she didn't care about anything. She just looked at him quietly, and an inexplicable feeling grew in her heart little by little.
Time seems to be uncontrollable.
"She has been here!" Not only was his breathtaking voice without a trace of warmth, but his words were extremely certain.
"Yes!" Mo Juewu did not deny it, his clear eyes did not contain a trace of fear.
He jumped off the horse with a neat and familiar posture, trying to control his emotions: "Where is the person?"
"Gone!" she replied neatly.
Faintly, I could see the veins on Jun Moxiao's forehead constantly bouncing, declaring his raging anger.
"Where have you gone?" He tried hard to control the anger in his heart. After all, he didn't want to do anything to women.
"I don't know!"
In two words, he never knew that besides Bing'er, there was a more arrogant woman. He had always regarded her as the one under his feet. It seemed that he had not seen such an arrogant woman for a long time.
When Mo Juewu said these two words, there were already kneeling black crows on the ground. Everyone smelled the murderous aura radiating from Jun Moxiao's body. They were suddenly trembling with fear. But only
Mo Juewu, standing proudly under the sky with Jun Moxiao.
He couldn't help but laugh, it seemed to be appreciation, but more of a joke.
"Very good!" His voice was as low as possible, and the broadsword shone brightly in the jade-white sunlight. He raised his hands, and a bloodthirsty cold light that had not been seen for a long time in his eyes was revealed at that moment. It was like appearing in hell.
Shura looked at the prey across from him longingly, "I haven't killed anyone for a long time, since you are willing to challenge..."
His smile instantly turned gloomy, and almost everyone's hearts were in their throats. Even their blood flowed backwards in fear. But Mo Juewu just stared at him with those clear eyes.
"I will make an exception and give you another chance!" He endured his temper and looked at the woman in front of him who was somewhat similar to Xia Zibing.
"No need!" She didn't think too much, just smiled lightly, "I'm very happy to die in your hands!"
God knows, Mo Juewu was crying in his heart. Ever since he came out of the palace that time, he never dared to step into the palace again. He also never saw Xia Zibing again. Even if something happened, he would let the people below tell him about it.
Her arrogant dignity has always warned herself that she must not intervene. The other party is her pavilion master and the person she respects the most. For this reason, she vowed not to step into Liulic Pavilion in the future. She will fight for the cause of Liulic Pavilion all her life and give up the world of mortals.
, never marry for life.
And when she faced that tall figure again, she fell silent. When a heart that had been frozen for a long time was opened again, how passionate it was. When she faced that cold and ruthless face, roaring wantonly, she felt
Her heart was bleeding, and her heart was torn as if it was about to explode. She tried hard to control her emotions and decorate them with calmness. Who knew that in that moment, she was already riddled with wounds. She treated the Pavilion Master in every possible way
Gentle and doting in all kinds of ways. But he showed no emotion towards her. Facing her passionate heart, he seemed to have seen nothing.
Yes, she was very happy to die in his hands. At least, at that moment, he would look at her squarely and spend all his energy on it. She did not expect him to treat her one thousandth of the way he treated her.
Favored. The only thing he wants is to die in his hands. As long as he can vent his anger.