"It's a pity that I don't know who their ancestors are. Otherwise, it would be interesting to dig their ancestors' graves." Mu Hanyue rubbed her chin with one hand, communicating with Kunwu's soul.
Kunwu: "..."
this is okay too.
This person is no longer a woman, the things going through her head are too strange.
No normal person is like her.
In the face of difficulties and powerful enemies, he is still very relaxed.
Should it be said that she was fully confident, or that she was not afraid of them at all.
"Kunwu." Mu Hanyue raised her eyebrows and suddenly became serious.
"What's wrong?" Kunwu's voice also became serious.
She thought she had something important to ask him to do, so she became serious in her heart.
This scene, this situation, should indeed be a bit serious.
It is estimated that no one can be as relaxed as them.
"Kunwu, when are you going to change your human form and show me? This is very unaccustomed. Can you show your true face to others? Do you think you are even more shameful than my Jishang?" He rubbed his chin with one hand and glanced at his eyes.
A moment of light.
Very curious about this.
Kunwu: "..."
Even more shameful than Jishang...
Does he need to be so covert?
He is not an ugly man, nor is he afraid to meet people.
I just like to look like a sword. Isn't it more handsome this way?
For the first time, a certain sword felt a little entangled in his heart.
Does Ji Shang’s appearance mean that he is shameful?
This woman, are you sure her taste is normal?
There was clearly a peerless handsome man in front of her, but she could calmly say that he looked abstract.
She is probably the only one who is so weird.
"Kunwu, are you stupid?" Mu Hanyue patted the blade of Kunwu's sword.
Kunwu: "... Hanyue, you are too boring. There is nothing interesting about this kind of question."
He still likes to use the sword, doing whatever he wants, very leisurely and relaxed.
"What's so boring? Is it because I'm afraid that my Jishang will outshine you?" A certain woman thought to herself, then smiled and waved her hand in a manly manner: "It doesn't matter, Jishang can't compare with you, and Zunshen is at the bottom.
That guy also refused to show his face, so he might be even more abstract than you."
Kunwu was confused in the wind: "..."
What are these things?
Does this make sense?
What on earth is this woman thinking?
The person she should consider now is not his appearance.
I really want to roll my eyes at a certain woman and despise her severely.
But since she was in the shape of a sword now, even if he did this, she wouldn't be able to see it, so she gave up after thinking about it.
Forget it, he decided not to discuss this with her.
It's important to talk about business.
"Hanyue, there are still a lot of undead around you who are eyeing you. You should be more awake." Because he had already felt that the group of undead were approaching Mu Hanyue.
Looking at her appearance, it was obvious that she was dissatisfied that coercion was useless to Mu Hanyue and decided to go to the battlefield in person.
"What's there to be afraid of when there are no lifeless monsters?" Mu Hanyue rolled her eyes and thought to herself, she didn't do anything wrong, so why did she need to guard against these monsters like thieves?
Undead...
Undead...
A light flashed through his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly formed a slight arc.
He raised his eyes to look at the undead in the sky and sneered: "I'll give you a quarter of an hour. If you can't catch me, then your life will be mine."