Chapter 89 Assassination 12
Light feathers flew upwards, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed into slits, showing awe-inspiring killing intent.

Now that she has no choice, she can only complete this task first and then find a way for the other party to kill the door at night.

Before reaching Rui Muyi's throat, the flowing gold that Qingyu was carrying fell into his palm, and the arm holding Mo Yu's right wrist was pulled back violently, and the arm was raised, turning Mo Yu's body back into his arms and embedded in it. In the middle of the crook of the arm.

The hand holding the fan also slid down, grabbing Mo Yu's left hand.

His chest was tightly pressed against Mo Yu's back, he lowered his head, and took a hard bite on her earlobe.

After letting go, her thin lips gently rubbed against Mo Yu's earlobe, which was instantly red and swollen after being bitten, and when the warm and ambiguous breath moved on the cheek beside Mo Yu's ear, Rui Muyi hooked her lips and smiled charmingly.

Leaning forward, he kissed Mo Yu's cheek.

Looking closely at Mo Yu's cold eyes that didn't even have a trace of anger, he firmly fixed Mo Yu who was struggling secretly in his arms, and sighed softly: "It seems that you really want mine. Life."

"I am a killer, you are my target, killing you is justified."

Mo Yu raised her eyebrows, raised her head back, avoiding Rui Muyi's indifferent lips on her cheek, and smiled lightly: "Since you know my identity, it's nonsense to say such things!"

When he said the word 'nonsense' at the end, his tone became more serious, and he pressed his toes to the ground a little harder.

Then the force from the legs slammed into the back of Rui Muyi's head heavily. While he was dodging from the side, the hand that had been restrained and fixed, and then the force brought by Rui Muyi when he evaded backwards, slammed hard on his chest.

Using his muscles flexibly, he escaped from Rui Muyi's imprisonment.

Rui Muyi frowned forcefully, paused when his palm was missing, and grabbed forward again.

When Kankan touched the foot of Mo Yu's clothes, his arm retracted quickly, and he raised his palm to strike upwards in the air, meeting the palm that suddenly attacked out of thin air.

At the same time, Mo Yu turned around and waved his arms, and the fan opened towards Rui Muyi's wrist with a sharp sound of wind.

Rui Muyi paused forward, retracted his chasing arm, looked at the white-clothed man who was standing in front of him, his gaze fell to his hand around Mo Yu's waist, and he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)

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