The Killer Also Crosses the Series The Lovers Are Relentless

Chapter 35
In the bamboo building, there was a sigh of unclear meaning: "Go back and let Ye Han help you save it, and I will hand it over to you after you become a killer."

Mo Yu lowered her head and looked at the red fan in her hand, which was similar to Ye Han.

At this time, it is noon.

The scorching and dazzling sunlight in summer seeps down from the dense bamboo leaves, casting a strange beam line in the bamboo forest.

A ray of sunlight hit the fan in Mo Yu's hand.

In the palm of his hand, the fan bones made of jade looked extraordinarily crystal clear under the sunlight.

Although they are overlapping, through the fan bone, Mo Yu can even see her own fingerprints under the fan bone.

Quietly, without saying a word, Mo Yu slowly opened the fan in her hand.

The fan surface was as red as blood.

But different from Ye Han, the fan at her fingertips was red in addition to red.

Not a single one fluttered around, like a butterfly about to fly away at any moment.

In the bamboo building, when the door was fully opened in Mo Yu's hand, leisurely words came: "When you have passed the promotion of Meisha, Ye Han will naturally help you to bring that person's blood to me for you!" Draw a butterfly."

Mo Yu exerted force with her fingers, closed the fan in her hands, and turned around to leave.

The expression in his eyes was a belated rejoicing.

The moment her fingers grabbed the fan, there was clearly a follow-up force on the fan.

If she chose to turn around and dodge just now, the follow-up force on the fan will lead the fan to turn and chase until she dies.

The sigh in the bamboo building, maybe, was because she didn't expect her to evade it.

What they want is someone who is completely obedient.

Along the way he came in just now, Mo Yu gradually heard a faint and indistinct flute sound, crying like weeping, expressing the resentment and anger in his heart.

As Mo Yu's figure moved, her voice became clearer and clearer.

When stepping out of the bamboo forest slowly, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

On the top of a rockery not far outside the bamboo forest, there was a person sitting.

The long hair fluttering in the wind, the elegant clothes, and the flute expressing the resentment in my heart in the wind.

(End of this chapter)