Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

After a brief surprise, he heard the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground again, and Mu Chenyuan heard a suppressed scream from a man's throat.

It was heavy and boring. It was because of someone covering his mouth and nose to prevent his voice from being too loud and making louder movements.

"Shoo..."

The faint sound of skin and flesh scratching floated into his ears, Mu Chenyuan's domineering look straightened, and An Xia solved the last one.

Quick skill, more ruthless means.

An Xia!

Who are you?

The door finally opened, blood rushed out, Mu Chenyuan breathed temporarily, then slowly let go, exhaling slowly, his eyes darkly looked at An Xia who opened the door, "All, nothing?"

he asks.

An Xia raised her eyebrows, "What? Do you still need to keep it?"

The door is coming, and you still need to let them go?

"Do you know who they are?" Mu Chenyuan walked in, and then closed the iron door until only a small gap was left. "Or, just solve it without asking?"

Without the flow of fresh air, the small black room was enveloped by the smell of iron. Mu Chenyuan quietly looked at An Xia, who was close in front of him, but could not see the figure, but only smelled the faint breathing.

An Xia couldn't see him either, she could only feel that his sharp, cold gaze had been locked on her face, motionless, as if she was going to see her clearly and clearly in the dark.

"You don't need to ask, it won't work once, naturally there will be a second time." An Xia replied. In the dark night, her black eyes were stained with dark colors, and then touched with cold, so ruthless not like a living person, but like a living person. There will never be an emotional machine, "I'm waiting for them to come and die again."

Mu Chenyuan hadn't spoken for a long time, standing still silently, as if he had been swallowed by darkness.

until…

With a few jackdaws outside, Mu Chenyuan slowly tightened his fingers, his cold eyes sinking like a bottomless well, inside, the well water was surging, "Move people out first."

Did you help yourself?

An Xia was puzzled. The clear pupils stared at opening the iron gate, and then saw Mu Chenyuan who was in the figure, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Watch her for a while, and help her for a while. What are you doing?

"Handle it as soon as possible, Cheng Ming won't hold it for long." Mu Chenyuan began to sober up the scene. This kind of thing is not difficult for the fighters.

An Xia didn't move, frowning to stare at the busy figure, until, with his sharp eyes looking at him again, An Xia moved.

The scene in the little black room was easy to handle, that is, the four guys who were carried out were not easy to handle.

"It seems, it should be kept." An Xia stood in the snow, rubbing her feet in the thick snow, rubbing the thickness on the soles of her shoes, "Moving out is a problem."

Mu Chenyuan grabbed Pangxue and rubbed it slowly in his palm, rubbing the thickness in his hands one by one, looking at An Xia slightly up and down, retracted, and said indifferently: "I'll deal with it, you..."

I interrupted my voice, took out two eggs from my pocket, and passed a bottle of milk over, "I will find a way to let you out as soon as possible."

Not only did she help her, but she also brought her food. An Xia was not polite, took the things, and repeatedly asked: "What are you trying to do? Can you tell me directly?"

Xia Guoren are always so mysterious in their affairs, and it takes a lot of brain power to guess their intentions.

Can you be more direct?

From a distance, Cheng Ming's voice came, not too big or too small, just enough for the two of them to listen.