son, who is your father

Chapter 331: Life and Death (6)
When the white shadow flashed past her eyes like a shooting star, Bai Moyi looked at him fixedly, her eyes fixed on the figure that disappeared in an instant. Although he was very fast, she still saw the snow-white shadow. The blood stained on the silk jade silk, as he moved, more bright red overflowed from his body, and the bright red pierced into her eyes like steel needles, pierced into her heart, and pierced deep in her heart. The blood hole, he hurts, she also hurts with him, even she feels more pain, more pain...

While she was in a daze, several figures flashed in front of her eyes, also passing her trapped place without doubt or hesitation.

Bai Moyi pursed her lips tightly, and flakes of cold snow fell in her cold eyes, which fell on her already extremely cold heart one by one, and slowly condensed into frost.

She moved her lips, but couldn't make a sound.

Looking down at the son in his arms, his delicate face showed a strength and understanding that did not belong to his age, and his heart was aching slightly.

Close your eyes, listen to the shadowy voice in the wind, every pore on your body can feel the endless killing intent coming from all directions.

The slightly drooping slender and thick eyelashes suddenly lifted up, and through the gaps in the fine branches and leaves, a lonely and indifferent black jade figure was walking in this direction, the silent heart suddenly tightened, and the eyes were fixed on one place, black Under the twilight, the black shadow was even more depressed, but his footsteps were as firm as a mountain, as if nothing could change his decision.Sensitively smelling the slightly chilly smell of blood coming from him, through the thick fog, his blue-cold pool-like eyes lingered on him without a trace.He was injured too!

Unconsciously laughing at himself, there are not many people in this world who can hurt him, Luoyunjian!It turned out that it was exactly as he expected, the sword on his body was wounded in Luo Yuchen's hands.

Then, the injury on Luo Yuchen's body must have come from him too, right?
Yu Wuhen glanced at the densely packed needles and vines. He felt familiar with the layers of needles and vines. His eyes were as dark as the sea, but he walked away without stopping. His figure was cold in the white ink clothes. His eyes stretched very long...

The fantasy life-and-death formation traps countless lives, whether it is life or death, all within a single thought.

The sound of swords colliding came from far away across the night sky, Hong Ling fell silent, Bai Wushang was sleepy with a trace of uneasiness, Chu Junmo hung his head, helpless like a swinging doll.

The night is really cold and long...

Tomorrow seems to be the day when Luoli and Li will get married, right?

But she didn't know, whose blood would the rising sun tomorrow carry?

The sinister feeling came again, Bai Moyi didn't move, didn't want to move, and waited quietly.

"Girl, how's it going? Isn't this scene good?" The piercing voice was filled with a hint of complacency and hatred, and there was a relief.

With the sound of his voice, Bai Moyi's body was able to move unexpectedly, she turned her wrist, and the cold light of ice jade that had been held in her hand stopped faintly in her hand, and she chuckled softly, slightly mocking Said: "If you are the one who died, I think this scene will truly be perfect!" No matter who he is, she hates him to the bone!

"Hahahaha, girl, how about we make a bet on which of these two pretentious men will have the shorter life?"

Bai Moyi didn't make a sound, she didn't want to gamble, and she didn't want to see any of the scenes he said, no matter who lived or died, she didn't want to face it!
None of them will die, the one who will die will only be you!
"You set up this formation!" Qing Ling's voice was very certain.

"That's right, I've spent decades of hard work on this, and what I've been waiting for is this day!" Looking around with satisfaction, the man covered in black cloth is extremely proud of being able to conquer the world. The owner of the first floor and the owner of Luoyun Mountain Villa were trapped. Although he was not the person he had in mind, it was not in vain for his hard work.

"What's the relationship between you and the old man Tianji?" The unexpected question stunned the man, and his clear eyes shot at him through the slits of the branches, with some kind of insight.

"Hmph, girl, I don't want to kill you now, knowing too much you will only die faster!" The eyes under the black veil were gloomy and cold, and the hatred that seemed to have faded just now quickly gathered like a storm look back.

The long-lost feeling of suffocation came again, as if being strangled by someone's neck, Bai Moyi felt that it was difficult to even breathe, and his heart was as dull as a boulder.

Chu Junmo moved slightly, but no one noticed.

The fierce air current in the air became heavier and heavier, and the man in black disappeared like a ghost. After he disappeared, Bai Moyi found that he could no longer speak, and that kind of horror was growing in his heart like a tide. This mysterious man Her martial arts has reached the point of being unpredictable, if she matches, she doesn't even have the slightest chance of winning!
And she knew that not only her, even Yu Wuhen and Luo Yuchen might not be able to do twenty moves under his hands, but such a weird person has never been heard in the martial arts.

It seemed that he was hiding very deeply, maybe he was the one who appeared beside them, because she even had a familiar feeling about him.

Countless fallen leaves whirled around, and in the sky, it was hard to tell who was who. When he raised his head, he could only see two black and white streaks dancing above the dense forest. Around them, more killings were going on.

She couldn't tell what it was like, but she clenched her white jade-like hands tightly in her plain sleeves. She knew who those two people were, and she wanted them not to fight, but she couldn't open her mouth, and a lot of anger came out In her heart, her white teeth tightly bit her cherry red lips, her blue eyes were cold with black whirlwinds, and a layer of frost froze on her alluring face.

The air of mysterious ice gathered in his hands was getting thicker and thicker, and the entwined vines on the cool and elegant figure were slowly loosening in a strange way.

Chu Junmo moved again, through the hair hanging on his face, a faint light flashed in his phoenix eyes, and there was an indelible dark wound in the depths of his eyes.

She can disregard Hong Ling's life and death.But because of the unknown danger of that man, she wanted to expose her hidden ability. That man is her favorite, right?

(End of this chapter)