Demon King's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 104 Who is its owner
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As soon as Qing Jiu finished speaking, the man's body tensed suddenly, his eyes bulged out, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he cut off his meridian in an instant and died.

Qing Jiu clapped her hands, and looked coldly at the corpse on the ground.

These killers are well-trained, and they are not greedy for life or fear of death. They are similar to dead soldiers. These people are all dressed in black and have no status symbols on their bodies, so Qing Jiu can't guess their identities.

But who is going to kill her?

- Crack, crack, crack.

But at this moment, the sound of slapping suddenly came from the top of the wall. Qing Jiu looked up, and it was the handsome man in red that he met in the palace sitting casually on the top of the wall. Peerless.

Moxie.

Qing Jiu remembered that he told her that his name was Mo Xie.

Qing Jiu narrowed her eyes, bent down and pulled out her dagger from the man in black's leg, bringing out a string of blood beads, Qing Jiu wiped it on his body by the way, and then put the dagger away , walked away, and completely ignored Mo Xie, never said anything, never paid attention to him.

Although she likes handsome men very much, she never forgets that the monstrous Wushuang on the wall is going to kill Feng Xi, which means her life, okay?There was also the surprise in her eyes when she saw her take out the Purple Profound Whip.

She likes beauties, but she usually stays away from those who want her life, but if someone who is not afraid of death comes along, it doesn't matter.

You want to live, you can.

You want to die, send you.

I just don't know whether the beauty on the wall wants to live or die.

"Hey, Xiao Jiujiu, are you leaving just like that?"

The man yelled, fell from the wall, and caught up with Qing Jiu in two or three steps, with an extremely evil smile.

Qing Jiu looked at him expressionlessly, then raised her eyebrows coldly and said, "What's the matter?"

"Little Jiujiu, I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

"I'm not familiar with you."

Qing Jiu waved his hands, staring at Mo Xie in front of him, sighing in his heart, what a handsome man, but unfortunately he is a poisonous evildoer.

"Well, sad, you actually said that about our relationship, didn't you hug me?"

Mo Xie showed a grievance on his face, but Qing Jiu knew that he was pretending, so he shrugged his shoulders. The impatience on Qing Jiu's face was obvious. She didn't know why, but she instinctively didn't want to get close to Mo Xie. There is a very dark force in the man.

His smile charms the world, but hides his true expression.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Qing Jiu stopped, looked at him and asked.

Mo Xie came close to her, and smiled, "I want to know where your purple black whip came from."

Is it really for Zi Xuan Whip?
Qing Jiu's lips were pursed tightly, but her mind was turning back and forth. Why did Mo Xie know what was her mother's relic?
"What do you ask for this?"

Qing Jiu asked.

He stared closely at his long and narrow pupils to see if there was any sign of lying in his eyes.

"Well, I want to know where the owner of the Purple Profound Whip is now."

When Mo Xie spoke, his tone was calm and domineering, as if if Qing Jiu didn't make it clear today, he wouldn't let her leave.

"Why should I tell you?"

Qing Jiu asked back, with a mocking tone.

"So you know where the original owner of the Purple Profound Whip is?"

Qing Jiu stopped, the moonlight hit her face, it was cold, icy cold, she stared closely at Mo Xie in front of her, and then summoned the Zixuan Whip with a swipe, held it in her hand, and then He said, "I am the owner of Zi Xuan Whip, so what do you want to do?"

This posture is obviously ready for war.

Mo Xie blinked, looked at Qing Jiu amusedly, spread his hands together in a helpless manner, "Xiao Jiujiu, I don't want to conflict with you."

Qing Jiu snorted coldly, flicked the whip, and twirled a whip flower in the air, which landed on the ground with a bang, and the dust flew up.

"Then get out of the way and get out of my way."

Qing Jiu said coldly,

She is a cold-blooded killer who walked out of the pile of death. She has two lives and is the most sensitive to danger, so she feels the same aura as herself from Mo Xie, which means that Mo Xie is a very dangerous person, especially He actually knew about Zixuan Whip, and had inquired about the owner of Zi Xuan Whip, so she had to be cautious.

"It's not cute."

Mo Xie muttered, obviously not wanting to let it go.

The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became tense, swords were on the verge of breaking out, the sky was dark, and the moonlight was cool, which stretched the shadows of the two of them long.

The wind picked up, blowing their hair.

In the next second, Qing Jiu moved.

Violently waved the Zixuan whip at Mo Xie in front of him, Mo Xie flew up, the hair bundled with red rope drew an arc in the air, the red clothes fluttered, and an iron fan suddenly appeared in his hand inside.

Keng, Keng.

The iron fan blocked the Zixuan Whip's attack, colliding with dazzling sparks.

Qing Jiu's eyes narrowed, and a cold and stern light shot out in her eyes. Qing Jiu's hands were merciless, and they pressed Mo Xie one whip after another.

He resisted with moves, his movements were smooth and smooth, as charming as dancing a beauty dance.

"Little Jiujiu, we don't need to be enemies, we can make a deal, I know who is going to kill you tonight, let me tell you, and you also tell me where the owner of Zixuanbian is now...!"

While resisting, Mo Xie's voice sounded.

He actually didn't want to fight Qing Jiu, so defense was greater than offense.

"If you don't tell your purpose, don't think I'll tell you."

Qing Jiu refused directly, and swiped the whip harder in his hand. There was a tiger roar, and the shadow of the whip was heavy. The tiger came out of the mountain, roared, and rushed towards Mo Xie.

Looking at the seemingly real and illusory tiger, Mo Xie was stunned for a moment, watching the tiger's roar engulf him.

Snapped……

The whip marks fell down, leaving a trace on his gorgeous face, dripping with blood, adding to the desolate beauty.

Qing Jiu didn't expect Mo Xie to be distracted, she seemed to be in a daze, forgot to fight back at that moment, pulled the whip, and tied Mo Xie tightly.

"Why don't you hide?"

Qing Jiu walked up to him and asked.

Mo Xie blinked, and there seemed to be sadness in Danfeng's eyes. He raised his head to look at Qing Jiu, and said seriously, "I really want to know where the owner of Zi Xuan Whip is."

"What is your relationship with the owner of Zixuanbian?"

Qing Jiu asked.

Mo Xie pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to say anything, but because of his momentary loss of focus, he was tied up by Qing Jiu and couldn't struggle.

And he found that the more he struggled, the tighter the Zixuan whip was bound, so Mo Xie stopped moving.

"Back then, when I met her, she also used this trick to get out of the mountain. I have been looking for her for so many years."

Mo Xie's temperament suddenly changed, and he fell into a kind of nostalgia and reminiscence, and the chilling atmosphere disappeared without a trace.

Qing Jiu frowned. Listening to what Mo Xie said, this evildoer didn't seem to be plotting, but more like looking for an old friend. Could it be that his mother and Mo Xie were old friends?
"who is she?"

(End of this chapter)