Luo Liuling snorted, not believing Mo Huan's words at all. The dagger in his hand shone with a cold sharp light among the plum trees. Underworld novel

"Take your life."

When Mo Huan heard Luo Liuling's words, the corners of her mouth twitched and her facial features twisted together, and her whole body trembled. What did she say?

He couldn't defeat her at all, and he was no match for her.

"Auntie, I really wasn't sent here by anyone. I fell into this plum blossom confusion by mistake!"[

Mo Huan explained anxiously, his temples were twitching, it was really painful.

It's simply downright depressing.

The sword qi overlapped and struck through the air, the plum blossom forest revealed the light and shadow of swords, and the sound of weapons clashing exploded.

Naturally, Mo Huan couldn't reveal his identity. At this moment, he wanted to keep his words to himself.

Every time Luo Liuling swung his dagger, the air around him almost froze. The petals of the plum blossoms fell one after another, and the branches were all bare.

"Tell me, who are you loyal to?"

Another strong wind swept away the light, and Mo Huan quickly retreated. A strand of hair was slowly cut off by the dagger in Luo Liuling's hand, and flew in the wind along with the plum blossoms.

Mo Huan waved his hands repeatedly and said in words that he felt were very sincere, "I'm just here to appreciate the plum blossoms. I'm a true Yun national and have no allegiance to anyone. I didn't expect to get lost in this plum blossom forest."

Mo Huan lied without making a draft, wrote a story with a complete beginning and an end, without blushing or gasping for breath, all of which had reached the level of perfection.

"Appreciating flowers, I think you are quite elegant?"

Luo Liuling raised her eyebrows. She only believed 10% of his words.

Mo Huan coughed and said, "How can I prove that I was not sent by someone?"

He didn't want to get entangled with her. He still had many important things to do, so naturally he couldn't delay here.

"Suffer death, you treat me as a three-year-old child."

Luo Liuling's eyes narrowed slightly, and the dagger flew towards Mo Huan like a shooting star, with a fierce force. Mo Huan gritted his teeth, touched the soft sword in his arms, and wanted to pull it out, but still let go.

In just such a moment, Luo Liuling's dagger went straight to Mo Huan's throat.

With her hair slowly flying, Luo Liuling looked at the man in front of her, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes. She had clearly seen his hand touching his waist just now.

"What's on your waist?"

Luo Liuling said coldly, holding the dagger in one hand and emitting a chilling light.[

"It's nothing." Mo Huan turned his head and fell into the hands of this woman. He really asked for it.

But he felt a hand reach out quickly, and Mo Huan's heart tightened, thinking that she was going to kill him.

However, he felt that his clothes had been lifted off, but his neck was still intact.

"Why don't you draw your sword?"

Luo Liuling naturally saw the soft sword on Mo Huan's waist. It turned out that it was the soft sword that he had just touched, but he did not pull it out.

"Because I said, I have no enmity with you." Mo Huan looked at Luo Liuling and said with a bitter smile.

After saying this, there was silence in the air. Mo Huan looked at the dagger on his neck and then at Luo Liuling.

For a long time, until Mo Huan counted the eighth plum blossom petal, Luo Liuling slowly let go of his hand.

He put the dagger back in his cuff, turned around, ignored Mo Huan's expression, and walked forward.

Subconsciously, Mo Huan touched his neck. The cold breath seemed to still be wrapped around his neck. Fortunately, it was still there.
Chapter completed!