"I, Mu Hanyue, have never been afraid of anything." Mu Hanyue's eyes were cold, like ice picks, shining on Mu Shiying's face, with an arrogant expression.
Even though he looks like this now, the arrogance in his eyes and the arrogance around him remain unmoved at all, and he is still arrogant.
Mu Shiying's eyes suddenly sank: "If that's the case, then just go and die."
She ordered Feng Ying and shouted loudly: "Feng Ying, don't show me mercy, kill her."
She was angry at the moment. Why would a loser dare to be arrogant in front of her, dare to be arrogant in front of her, and dare to be so rude in front of her? Damn it, she is obviously a loser who can't do anything.
That's all, why can I look at her with such scornful eyes?
She wants Mu Hanyue to die, she wants her to die, as long as she dies, then her appearance will be the best in Locke, and she will no longer worry that Xuanyuan Hao will know the truth, and she will no longer have to worry.
"Gah..." Feng Ying suddenly screamed, fluttering its wings and leaning down from mid-air, with a sinister and air-piercing aura around it.
Mu Hanyue's mouth curled up with bloodlust, she jumped on the spot and grabbed the sharp claws of the wind eagle.
Feng Ying's eyes were gloomy, and the other sharp claw was aimed at Mu Hanyue. The sharp claw was so tough that it seemed to tear her into pieces.
"Miss, be careful." Zizhu looked down with fear, worry and anxiety rising in his heart.
Mu Hanyue turned over, forming a half-arc in mid-air, turned around neatly, and came to Feng Ying's back. She grabbed the hair on his body with both hands, and stabbed Feng Ying's back neck with the silver wire in her right hand.
go.
As if there were a pair of eyes on its back, Feng Ying trembled rapidly and avoided Mu Hanyue's silver thread, but was still slightly pierced.
He suddenly shouted loudly and became angry. A blue light gathered around his body, and some wind blades gradually appeared around him. Under the golden light, the wind blades, with a hint of cold light, all headed towards Mu Hanyue.
Mu Hanyue grabbed the wind eagle's hair with one hand, and resisted the attacks of several wind blades with the other hand.
However, some of these wind blades have been knocked down, and new ones have been replaced. It seems that they can't be used up no matter how much they are used, they keep appearing.
Mu Hanyue narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Feng Ying whose whole body was emitting blue light, smiled coldly, and before the next round of wind blades came close, she quickly inserted the silver wire in her hand into Feng Ying's back force, moving vigorously and without any hesitation.
Sloppy.
"Quack..." Feng Ying shouted several times in mid-air, and his body suddenly shrank. Mu Hanyue was caught off guard and was thrown down.
This place is at least ten meters above the ground. If you fall, you will definitely be seriously injured.
"Miss." Zizhu's eyes widened when he saw the figure falling from the sky, and he quickly flew forward to catch her.
"You bitch, don't even think about ruining my business." Mu Shiying stepped forward quickly, blocking Zizhu from the periphery, and then condensed a touch of yellow fighting energy in her hand and struck Zizhu in the chest.
"Pfft..." Zizhu did not expect that Mu Shiying would suddenly attack her. She had no time to prepare and was shot to the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.
Mu Hanyue's body slid down to the ground in a straight line. Seeing Zizhu being knocked down by Mu Shiying, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the aura around her body was cold.
The silver thread in her hand was heading towards a big tree not far away. The silver thread was wrapped around the branches. She stopped her hand and headed towards the big tree.