Bloody Mercenary: The Cruel Majesty Is Terrible

Chapter 185 Whose jade flute is flying in the dark (3)

Killing Mo Yao slept very deeply. Since she was trained as an agent, she has never slept so deeply. She completely lost her consciousness and let her vigilant nerves fall into a deep sleep.

Killing Mo Yao slept so deeply, she fell asleep from night to day, from the moonlight to the sun, she was still sleeping deeply.Even Ji Jiyue and Jinghong got up, but Sha Moyao was still asleep.

Killing Mo Yao slept for so long, Mu Yafeng couldn't help but worry.Touched Sha Mo Yao's forehead, the temperature was normal, and then he relaxed again, and continued to let Sha Mo Yao sleep.

Killing Mo Yao slept until noon the next day.

Jinghong and Ji Jiyue were roasting the bear meat on the fire, while Mu Yafeng maintained a sitting posture.It's just that the muscles are already a little stiff.There is a layer of faint dark circles under the eyes.

Presumably it was because he hadn't rested for a long time, and he maintained a high degree of tension both mentally and physically.

Killing Mo Yao staggered and sat upright, rubbing her neck that ached from sleeping.The dazed eyes have not been opened yet, completely like a ghost.

"Morning, everyone—"

Ji Jiyue and Jinghong couldn't help laughing out loud.

Killing Mo Yao like this is really cute.They have seen the decisive killing of Mo Yao, the calm and calm killing of Mo Yao, and the indifferent and arrogant killing of Mo Yao.I have never seen someone who just woke up and killed Mo Yao in a daze.

The two laughed, and Mu Yafeng's face turned dark.

The monstrous lord is as jealous as a jar, and deeply realizes that his interests have been encroached upon.For example, it is his sole right to see how his woman wakes up.

"Hahaha……"

Jinghong laughed too arrogantly.

Unlike Ji Jiyue, she still pays attention to the style of a gentleman, even if she laughs, she will not exaggerate to this extent.

Killing Mo Yao woke up, and Jing Hong suffered.

A woman with a black thread hanging on her forehead hit the boy on the head with a chestnut.

The boy's expression froze.

"You actually bully the young master in the same way you bully a child?!"

If Jingqing hadn't told Kill Mo Yao Jinghong's love for Jinghong, and Jinghong would rather exchange his life for her life at a critical moment, Kill Mo Yao couldn't believe it. The boy who forgot to tease her, the boy who was so angry that he didn't care about anything, actually liked her.

(End of this chapter)