Amazing Secret Agent Crossover: Defying Heaven and Mad Concubine

With such a move, no one knows what she wants to do next.

The eyes of the crowd were all fixed on Luo Qingyue.

Jun Wuxie's expression was pure, since Luo Qingyue appeared, he has been looking at her.

But her eyes have been staring at Hua Yurong, and she has never glanced at him.

Hua Yurong reacted in an instant, and realized that someone rescued the little devil from under her hands.

She glared at each other, but what she saw was a beautiful and beautiful face.

His eyebrows are like a painting, his lips are red and his eyes are like ice, staring at her closely.

"You want to kill my son?" Luo Qingyue's vermilion lips parted slightly, her brows and eyes were glamorous.

This is the first sentence she has said since she appeared.

Hua Yurong was startled, glanced at Jun Wuxie in front of her, and sneered again, "So what?"

"Oh? How?" Luo Qingyue followed suit, and her small face was stained with frost and snow. Her smile was as clear as water, but contained an ice ripple that could not be melted away no matter what.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered a pool of inexplicable emotions, she glanced at the silver thread wrapped around her wrist, and there was still an orchid-like smile on her lips, but this smile made people feel a little creepy.

It's as if a god of death is holding a sickle and walking towards you slowly with a smile.

In the most gentle way, it gave a person the cruelest result.

The person who was born partial was unable to resist.

There is nothing more shocking in the world than this.

"Whoever dares to hurt my son even a single hair, I will make her—life would be worse than death!" Luo Qingyue's eyes froze, her wrist trembled, and the silver thread deflected out, approaching Hua Yurong.

Hua Yurong's pupils constricted suddenly, and she wanted to dodge, however, the speed of the silver thread in Luo Qingyue's hand was many times faster than her.

"Ah!" The scream came instantly, and the air was filled with blood.

Hua Yurong seemed to be insane, looking at her right shoulder, where a silver thread pierced through the fleshy bone.

"Who the hell are you?" The voice of gnashing teeth made Hua Yurong so painful that she wanted to strangle Luo Qingyue to death immediately.

Holding the silver thread in one hand, Luo Qingyue caressed the blue thread on her chest with the other, and smiled sweetly, "Death!"

Words are like pearls, falling to the ground cold.

Hua Yurong took a breath, "You..."

"Hehe, it was your right hand just now who wanted to kill my son, right?" Luo Qingyue raised a trademark smile on her palm-sized face, but her eyes seemed to be poisoned, like a Snake, looking at Hua Yurong.

The silver thread was tactfully facing down, slipping fiercely towards the wrist in Hua Yurong's flesh and bones.

Hua Yurong's face was pale in pain, but she didn't dare to move, she was afraid that her arm would be cut off by the silver thread!

"Don't worry, I won't cut off your arm, I'll just—abolish it bit by bit! Let you taste what it means, bloody pain, heart-biting shock."

Luo Qingyue brushed her hair and smiled, like a butterfly on ice in the snow, arrogant and independent.

"Ah! You are not human—you devil!" Hua Yurong screamed suddenly, but the silver thread nailed to her arm slipped to her wrist, and Luo Qingyue flicked her fingertips, The silver thread was drawn back, strands and strands, stained with drops of blood.

Hua Yurong turned her head to look at her right arm, a hideous and terrifying wound lay across the entire arm, but her hand could not move.

The meridians inside were torn apart by the devil, and the flesh and blood were cut by silver threads. Her arm, just like that...was useless?

Pain, heart-piercing pain, along the nerves of the whole body, screaming in the body.