Mo Shao's wife is super sweet

Chapter 460 I miss you all the time...

Is it true that the sentence, whoever loves loses?
Mo Feibai stared at her, and suddenly opened his mouth, with thin lips, uttered three words——

With anticipation in Su Weiliang's heart, he raised his head with tears in his eyes, and prepared to listen with all his heart. When he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw behind Mo Feibai, a knife shining with cold light was slashing towards his slender neck.

Su Weiliang's pupils shrank, before he had time to think about anything, he rushed over at a speed that surpassed ordinary people, "Danger—"

Mo Feibai picked up her thin lips, and hugged the little woman who said she didn't want him anymore, but she even wanted her life because of him. She turned sideways, and the blade slid past his neck. Goosebumps appeared on Wei Liang's exposed skin.

Mo Feibai kicked the person with his long legs, and he kicked the person several feet away, and fell into the pond in the park, splashing a lot of water, and never got up again.

Another knife was aimed at his heart, and Mo Feibai's icy and beautiful face looked cold and impersonal, but his tone seemed to be calm like never before, "Su Xiaozhu, listen up!" , I only say these words once in my life..."

Amidst Su Weiliang's horrified screams, he grabbed his slender waist, avoided the knife stabbing at the heart, raised his hand to hold the wrist holding the knife, and with a "click", twisted off the killer's arm, Throwing it out, it hit the rockery, and fell to a bloody mess.

"You are a very important person to me," Mo Feibai looked into her eyes, threw her into the air with one hand, dodged the knife that was stabbing at her, leaped over with his slender body, and broke it cruelly. The man's neck threw the corpse away, and the other arm caught Su Weiliang accurately. He stared at her frightened little face, thought for a while, and added, "Probably worse than my life." important."

Even if Su Weiliang was overstimulated by the danger, she was also stunned.

She is more important than his life...

"Don't be so surprised," Mo Feibai pinched her to freeze her small face, and smiled faintly, "You are too stupid, otherwise you should have realized this long ago."

Su Weiliang didn't have time to react, and in the next blink of an eye, her body was thrown into the air again.

Accompanied by the sound of a cold sharp blade being unsheathed, there was a flash of snow-bright sword light in the night like a cold pool of autumn water. By a few centimeters.

After two consecutive "plops", the two headless corpses fell down, and Su Weiliang's dress fluttered down from midair.

Impartial, just sitting on Mo Feibai's shoulders.

She didn't know whether it was because of fear or shock, the expression on her little face was blank.

A strong smell of blood permeated the air. In the dark night, in an invisible corner, it was unknown that the enemy's killing move would come from that place.

Mo Feibai walked forward with a knife in his long and slender hands, stepping on the bloody ground. He was dressed in black, with a beautiful face, eyes as cold as ice and snow, and a cruel and cold breath, like a demon king in myths and legends.

The corner of Bisheng's mouth picked up a gentle smile that was out of place, "I said you are mine, your person, your heart, your life, everything about you is mine, which in turn means—"

With the knife in hand, another corpse fell to the ground, and the blood splashed out stained Su Weiliang's eyes red.

Mo Feibai smiled softly, "I am yours too."

Su Weiliang covered her small mouth, her eyes were straightened, and she was almost stunned.

(End of this chapter)