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Chapter 200 Xiao Long Bao?

The house was reduced to rubble, but Ji Mo had no movement at all.

Deep in the woman's eyes, there was a hint of sadness.

Sure enough, good people don’t live long.

It's rare to meet a good person, only to die a tragic death.

"I killed you."

The woman clenched her fingers and stared coldly at the figure in the air, with murderous intent evident, and shouted: "Luo Mujin, I want you to pay for your life."

"Zi Man, it's really strange, I actually see sadness in your eyes."

The figure descended from the sky, with a look of curiosity on her cold and beautiful face.

Luo Mujin seemed not to have expected that a monster who killed people without batting an eye and had blood on his hands would actually show such emotions.

Then he recalled that he had just seen a human being, who seemed to have been accidentally killed by his own sword.

"He is just an ordinary person passing by. If you have the ability to come after me, why would you hurt innocent people?"

Zi Man's eyes were red, and she didn't know why her heart hurt when the young man died.

Perhaps it was because the other party's eyes when looking at him were so clear from beginning to end. Even if he found out about his identity as a monster, he still didn't show anything strange.

"Innocent? You have killed so many people and still show mercy to the innocent. Stop pretending. This trick is of no use to me."

Luo Mujin's face showed no emotion. Although he killed a human by mistake, since Ziman had feelings for this person, it proved that that person was by no means a good person.

Originally, Luo Mujin still felt a little guilty in her heart, but seeing Zi Man's expression, that trace of guilt disappeared.

She believed in her heart that Ji Mo must be Zi Man's companion, otherwise Zi Man would not show her sadness.

Bang!

A powerful energy burst out from Ziman's feet, the ground cracked, and her body turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Luo Mugin.

In the past, when she met Luo Mujin, she would just turn around and run away, but this time she chose to confront him head-on, thinking about avenging Ji Mo.

"It's interesting that you actually have the guts to attack me for a human being."

Luo Mujin clenched the long sword in his hand and faced him.

As she ran, the glow between her brows surged, and her body transformed into three, and two shadows exactly like her appeared.

At the same time, the speed skyrocketed again, and he appeared in front of Zi Man in an instant. The overbearing sword light spurted out, and the violent energy ruthlessly enveloped Zi Man's body.

Between the lightning and flint, Zi Man formed seals with his hands, and layers of energy shields emerged to protect his whole body.

At the same time, a purple vine emerged in the void above the head, sweeping towards Luo Mugina like a swimming dragon.

The two figures immediately fought together.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the two separated.

A wisp of bright red blood sprayed in the sky, and Zi Man's body retreated for dozens of meters. A wound deep enough to show the bone appeared on his left arm, and half of his body was dyed red with blood.

"You are too weak and you are no match for me. Since the men you killed are not good people, commit suicide and I will leave your body intact."

Luo Mujin looked at Ziman and said lightly.

Zi Man bit her cherry-red lips and was silent, saying that there was a peerless evildoer in the Luo family. It turned out that she didn't believe it, but now after fighting, she realized how terrifying the other party was.

They were both at the early stage of the Holy Realm, yet they actually had no room for resistance and were easily defeated.

Just now, she clearly felt that Luo Mujin did not use his full strength, otherwise she would never have been injured in her arm, and it was very likely that she would be chopped into several pieces.

Zi Man glanced at the location of the ruins again, showing a bitter look.

Resistance is futile, self-destruction can be a happy ending.

That's fine. Being buried here with that young man may be a happy ending to a miserable life.

She slowly raised her palm and was about to slap it down on the Tianling Cap.

Just then, there was a strange movement.

Luo Mujin felt a strange noise behind him and quickly turned around to check, thinking it was Ziman's accomplice who appeared.

Seeing this scene, Zi Man seized the opportunity, turned into an afterimage, rushed into the depths of the forest, and took the opportunity to escape.

Luo Mujin did not pursue, but stared at the ruins with a wary face.

Wow...

Thatch and wood pieces were flying, and someone was struggling to get out of the rubble.

Luo Mujin's figure swayed, and he immediately stepped forward and raised his long sword to strike at the figure.

But within a second, her body suddenly froze, and she saw a hand stretching out from the pile of rubble, and it happened to touch her heart.

Her pupils were dilated and her mind went blank as if she had received an electric shock.

Ji Mo was originally trapped under the rubble, struggling hard to get out.

His hands were fiddling with the thatch and wood on his body, but suddenly he touched something, and he squeezed it subconsciously.

"Hmm, steamed buns?"

"wrong."

“Xiaolongbao?”

With the idea of ​​exploring, Ji Mo pinched it again, but still couldn't tell what it was.

He let go of his hand, continued to pull the thatch from his body, and struggled to stand up.

Luo Mujin's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped water, her cheeks were extremely hot, and her eyes were gushing with blazing anger.

What did she hear?

Steamed bun?

Xiao Long Bao?

What kind of tiger and wolf words is this!

Are you that young?

No, what did this bastard do to him?

Luo Mujin couldn't bear it. Someone dared to treat her so lightly and make such an insulting conclusion.

Can't bear it.

Hack him to death, chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs.

She was so angry that she slashed the sword in her hand again.

Ji Mo finally pulled off the debris that was weighing on him and crawled out of the rubble.

As soon as he saw the light of day again, he saw a bright sword striking at his head.

He struck out like lightning and grabbed the sword holder's wrist.

The sharp sword blade was less than one centimeter away from his scalp, and he could feel the chill that penetrated his body, almost causing his head to explode.

"Girl, I have no grievances against you, why do you want to kill me over and over again?"

Ji Mo's face was full of anger.

It was the girl in front of me who just knocked down the house and buried herself in the rubble.

Now that she had finally escaped death, she still wanted to kill her. This is absolutely intolerable.

Luo Mujin glared at Ji Mo and struggled with all his strength. He found that no matter how much he resisted, the wrist held by Ji Mo did not move at all. He was firmly imprisoned and could not break free.

"Oops, the boat capsized in the gutter. This person is not simple."

Luo Mujin's heart couldn't help but sink, and her face became extremely ugly.

The young man in front of me looks not much older than me, so why is his cultivation so terrifying?

She could clearly feel that Ji Mo didn't use a single bit of spiritual power, and that the physical strength alone made her unable to resist.

The opponent's strength is at least above the imperial realm.

Is it possible for such a young Spirit Emperor?

Luo Mujin believed that her cultivation talent was enough to be superior to the younger generation, but now when facing Ji Mo, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Then when I thought about being treated lightly, I felt extremely wronged and couldn't stop my tears from flowing down.


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