With this thought in her mind, Mu Qingyan was already walking out of the room.
Yu Liuqin has been waiting outside the door, neither leaving nor knocking on the door to enter.
The door was opened from the inside. Yu Liuqin raised his eyes and nodded towards the woman in blue skirt, neither humble nor arrogant: "The Demon Lord has no ill intentions. He just sent his subordinates to take you back."
At this time, you still want to take her back?
Mu Qingyan sneered in her heart, her blue eyes turning deep and cold: "I'll give you three seconds to choose. Do you choose to leave alone, or do you prefer to be beaten back by me?"
Yu Liuqin was stunned for a moment, then fell silent, neither speaking nor leaving.
Obviously, she would not leave alone until the matter was completed.
Her reaction was within Mu Qingyan's expectation. Her lips curled up slightly and her tone was cold: "In that case, don't blame me for being heartless."
She is a person who never likes to take action unless someone else really offends her, which makes her very unhappy.
Then, she will not be merciful.
His blue eyes glanced at the monitors in every corner of the corridor. A blue light flashed in his eyes, and the screen on the monitor suddenly turned black.
The whole body exudes a faint blue light, which is cold and powerful.
Glancing at the woman in the goose-yellow dress in front of her, Mu Qingyan snorted coldly, and quickly stepped forward and was in front of Yu Liuqin in an instant. Five long and slender fingers quickly grabbed the woman's white neck.
The wind blows, and blue light suddenly appears.
Sensing the cold and dangerous aura, the alarm bell in Yu Liuqin's heart rang instantly. When his five fingers were about to grab her neck, he quickly dodged and retreated, avoiding the woman's attack.
"Tear..."
But even so, no matter how fast she was, she couldn't be faster than the woman in the blue dress in front of her.
Although he avoided most of the attacks, his neck was still scratched. Three bright red scars clearly appeared on the white neck, so conspicuous.
Glancing coldly at the scratches on the woman's neck, Mu Qingyan shook her head, a hint of dissatisfaction rising in her blue eyes.
I don’t know if he was dissatisfied with the depth of the wound or with the woman’s ability to respond.
"It is unbelievable that there is such a woman among Mohuntian's subordinates." Doesn't it mean that Demon Lord doesn't like women?
Yu Liuqin's attitude was still neither humble nor arrogant, but there were some changes in his words, and the light in his eyes flashed: "The Demon Lord doesn't like women, but that also varies from person to person."
Although the tone was calm, Mu Qingyan understood the meaning.
Her blue eyes were calm, but there was a flash of killing intent in her heart. She glanced at the woman in a yellow dress in front of her, and Mu Qingyan snorted coldly: "You are worthy of saying this in front of me!"
It’s simply courting death!
His five fingers formed into claws, and his body moved forward quickly, like a whirlwind. In less than a blink of an eye, he was in front of Yu Liuqin. He quickly grabbed the woman's neck with his five fingers and put more force on his hand.
He did not expect that she would make a sudden move, and Yu Liuqin was caught off guard for a moment. His neck was tightly pinched by Mu Qingyan, and he could not escape. He only felt that his breathing was stagnant, and it became very difficult to breathe.
The pure and flawless blue eyes were cold at this moment, but there was a playful arc at the corner of the mouth: "I just need to exert a little force, and everything you want will disappear in an instant."
Just from what the woman said just now, you can tell that she likes Mohuntian.