Ai Muli's eyes were quick and her feet were fast, she was short and staggered, and immediately after standing still, she raised her leg and gave a backspin kick.

Bei Chenjue was drawn away by the sword, and a trace of strangeness flashed across Ai Muli's bloodthirsty eyes, and she was seen flashing towards him like a ghost.

When he raised his hand, the bright dagger pierced through the dull air immediately, like lightning, with thunderous sharpness and murderous aura, roaring towards him.

Bei Chenjue was frightened, his pupils dilated, and he dodged to escape, but it was already too late.

"Ah!" With a roar of pain, Bei Chenjue's eyes were stunned, his face turned cold and blue. [

It was so fast that he had no time to react, only to see blood gushing out of his right arm like a fountain.

The bright red blood stained the ground, leaving a long trace, which was so dazzling and shocking.

"Come here, there are assassins..." Seeing that he was no match, Bei Chenjue opened his mouth and shouted again.

But no guards rushed in, and the guards outside all stood in place, motionless.

Ai Muli's eyes were cold, and the corners of her mouth curled up evilly: "The emperor still wants to fight, I don't mind fighting with you again, it means that no matter how loud our fight is, no one will disturb us!"

As she spoke, she looked around, standing in Baili Shangxie in the dark night.

Baili Shangxie didn't come in with her just now, he just went to deal with the surrounding guards, and now those guards standing in rows have all had their acupoints tapped by him, how can they come in again.

Bei Chenjue also followed Ai Muli's eyes and saw Baili Shangxie standing in the dark night.

Baili Shangxie was hidden in the dark night. Although Bei Chenjue couldn't see his face clearly, he could feel a sense of domineering and evil in his eyes, which were brighter than the night.

Moreover, the powerful aura and terrifying aura emanating from his body made him feel like he was being suppressed and out of breath.

Injured and pale, Bei Chenjue endured great pain, looked at Ai Muli, and threatened through gritted teeth, "You don't want the other half of the ice and snow flame?!"

Hearing this, Ai Muli laughed heartily, the laughter was full of hype, enchanting and charming.

"Your Majesty, you are really right, I really don't want ice, snow and flames!" Ai Muli's mouth was slightly drawn, with sarcasm.

She squinted at him with a half-smile but not a smile, except for contempt, it was disdain.

Bei Chenjue heard that Fang was trembling all over, and tightly gripped the long sword in his hand, trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

"You, you, Ai Muli, what do you want?" He was injured and fell down on the seat. The cold dragon seat restored his sanity, so he looked at Ai Muli pretending to be calm. .

Ai Muli smiled enchantingly, "What do I want? Your Majesty, I should be asking you this, what do you want, Your Majesty? How can I let my brother go!"

Bei Chenjue's deep eyes glowed faintly and strangely, staring at Ai Muli who was close at hand, he suddenly burst out laughing.

The uneasiness in his heart disappeared, and only in an instant he felt that he had seized the initiative again. [

Ai Muli's expression remained unchanged, she still looked at him with a bewitching smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes at all.

The voice sounded more like it came from the millennium-year-old cold pool, and the charming and seductive lips said softly: "I think the emperor should know what I want now!"

"I don't know!" Bei Chenjue smiled coldly, not seeing the embarrassment just now, but returning to that mighty emperor again.

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