Jun Moye's body stiffened slightly, and a little blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth again, but he didn't make any move.
Looking at Mu Hanyue with purple eyes, she smiled softly: "Xiao Yue'er, can this relieve your anger?"
Feng Qingyun's calm words stirred up a memory in Mu Hanyue's mind.
"Xiao Yue'er, can this relieve your anger?"
"Xiao Yue'er, can this relieve your anger?"
"..."
This sentence is very familiar.
She has heard it.
This sentence has the same tone.
She has heard it too.
The same words, the same expression, and that evil face...
He clenched his hands in his sleeves, raised his eyes to look at the injured Jun Moye in front of him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and chuckled: "You know what is the most unlike him about you?"
Jun Moye just looked at Mu Hanyue quietly without saying a word.
In this way, it is impossible to guess what he is thinking in his heart.
Looking at Jun Moye, Mu Hanyue slowly raised her right hand, with no waves in her eyes and no elemental power condensed in her hand.
The slender white fingers stayed on her left chest, her cherry lips were slightly hooked, and her teeth were slightly opened: "Because, when I am with you, my heart will not beat, become hot, or become excited.
, very calm, as calm as a lake, without any waves."
After finishing speaking, he glanced sideways at the man in front of him and sneered: "So, do you understand?"
The monster is unique and no one can replace it. No one can replace it.
Although the man in front of her looked exactly like the monster, his expression, demeanor and movements were all so similar, he might be able to deceive her.
However, the only thing that couldn't fool her was...
Her heart.
When she is with the monster, her heart will be hot, warm, beating, joyful, happy, and fluctuating, and her heart will be filled with ripples.
However, she couldn't feel that feeling at all with the man in front of her.
In this case, it cannot be said that she has changed her mind and has no feelings for him. That is absolutely impossible.
The man in front of me is fake!
It’s always been fake!
"Haha..." The man in purple robe laughed softly, his deep and hoarse voice was full of charm, and his pair of twinkling purple eyes were also sultry and beguiling.
"You are very smart." His thin lips curled up slightly and he chuckled.
This woman is very smart.
He thought she couldn't notice it.
After all, he is 99% similar to that man.
"No matter how similar they are, you are not him." Mu Hanyue took a few steps back, and a red light emitted from her body, surrounding her whole body.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, the person you love will die. So, from now on, I will be him." The man in purple robe shook his head and chuckled, speaking these words calmly.
Yes or no, it doesn't matter.
As long as he wants it, then he is.
"You don't deserve it!" The cold voice contained absolute murderous intent, and a red light hit the purple-robed man's chest.
Mu Hanyue's figure also galloped up, her figure flashed, and she quickly headed towards the purple-robed man.
The dagger in his hand shone coldly under the golden light, and his murderous intent leaked out. The dagger was filled with dark light, drew a half-arc in the air, and stabbed towards the chest of the purple-robed man.