Listening to that cold voice, Shui Ningxi's back stiffened suddenly, her eyes widened slightly, and she raised her eyes to look forward.
Black light flashed, and the figures of Jun Moye and Mu Hanyue appeared on the spot, their eyes filled with indifference.
Mu Hanyue looked at Shui Ningxi with interest, her eyes narrowed dangerously: "Don't you recognize me?"
It doesn't matter if you don't know her, as long as she knows her.
Her eyes coldly glanced at the woman in green next to her, and the corners of her lips formed a dangerous arc.
There was no words, no movement, just an expression, but it was more frightening, more shocking, and more terrifying than the words.
It was panic, fear and fear emanating from the deepest part of the soul.
It was she who pushed Mu Hanyue into the abyss of death with her own hands, so she was more afraid than Shui Ningxi's hatred.
"Mo Ye, you're okay..." A glimmer of light appeared in Shui Ningxi's eyes, and she quickly ran towards Jun Moye.
Mu Hanyue frowned in displeasure, and struck Shui Ningxi with an attack, throwing her away: "It seems that you still don't have a long memory. I said, you can't get involved with my man."
Shui Ningxi endured the pain in her body and slowly got up from the ground. She stared at Mu Hanyue with a pair of water-blue pupils, with a fierce look in her eyes: "You are not dead yet!"
The tone was rather gritty.
Didn't she go down earlier than Jun Moye? Why are we still in peace now, or nothing at all?
The hands hidden in the sleeves were tightly held, and the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, but they were completely unconscious.
Mu Hanyue sneered, walking towards Shui Ningxi step by step, slowly approaching her, her face expressionless, without any movement, but the aura on her body was too strong, giving people a feeling that she could not understand.
The feeling of being killed by her.
Shui Ningxi narrowed her eyes, her eyes full of cruelty.
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap sounded in the room.
"You hit..." Shui Ningxi's eyes widened and she stared at Mu Hanyue, the cruelty in her eyes becoming more and more obvious.
She has never been beaten in her entire life. Damn it, this woman is looking for death 1
"Pa bang..." Several slaps continued to sound in the room, each one was very clear and obvious, and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Mu Hanyue looked at her coldly, with a murderous intent flashing between her eyebrows: "So what if I hit you? If you have the ability, just hit her back."
His tone was very arrogant, majestic and domineering, with a hint of murderous intent that made people shudder.
Shui Ningxi clenched her fists and took a deep breath, but her body suddenly froze in the next second: "You are actually stronger than me!"
His eyes were wide open, with absolute shock in his eyes and absolute horror in his heart!
She felt it, and there was no mistaking it.
Mu Hanyue's strength actually surpassed hers.
She remembered that when she came to Shura Island, her strength was still far inferior to hers. Now, only two months have passed, and she has already improved by leaps and bounds.
How did she do it?
Her thin lips pursed slightly, and a coldness flashed across Mu Hanyue's eyes: "The dead don't need to know!"
The cold words were biting, as if they were going to penetrate her back and completely tear her into pieces.
Shui Ning was angry and was about to speak when a strong wind suddenly came from in front of her. Before she could react, her body was knocked out again and landed heavily on the crystal wall, on her back.
It was all broken glass, and blood was slowly flowing.