Waste material is poisonous: Peerless frivolous concubine

Chapter 187 Blood in the Cold Wind, Frost and Snow 2
Chapter 180 Seven Blood in the Cold Wind, Frost and Snow 2
"Shut up!" Mu Sangchao became furious.

On a rainy night, he suddenly shot at Mu Liucheng, but Mu Liucheng is not a simple person. When Mu Sangchao made a move, he fell to the ground, and with the help of the ground, he flew up again. He stood up and avoided Mu Sangchao's attack.

Mu Liucheng's palms formed into palms, and the wind of his palms slammed towards Mu Sangchao. Little raindrops, mixed with the cold wind, as his palms solidified together, his movements were extremely fast, so fast that the naked eye could barely see them. Can't see it.

Dodging Mu Sangchao's attack, and then counterattacked directly, after a set of movements, there was no gap at all.

Mu Sangchao let out a cold snort, retreated violently, his face suddenly turned cold, his feet trampled on the rainwater and created countless ripples, he waved his robe vigorously, and the terrifying spiritual power spread out from his dantian, he was sly With phoenix eyes and cold cheeks, she said bloodthirstyly, "That's fine, I'll finish you today, lest you be too arrogant."

"Crazy?" Mu Liucheng sneered, "You are afraid that your reputation will be bigger than yours! Don't put it nicely, because you want to kill me, it's just a dream."

Mu Sangchao stopped talking nonsense, and shot again, the lingering breath diffused on his body, he licked the corner of his lips, kicked the ground with his heels fiercely, borrowed his strength, and flew up, his body abruptly Flying towards Mu Liucheng quickly, his hands had already been clenched tightly, twisted into fists, and directly blasted towards Mu Liucheng.

Mu Liucheng didn't dare to be careless, and decisively pulled the distance away from Mu Sangchao. A folding fan appeared in his hand. Looking at the rain, he pursed his lips and smiled. Immediately, he used the folding fan as a weapon, and he drank coldly. One sound: "Fan Dance Nine Heavens."

... Nine water dragons formed by raindrops quickly condensed in midair, the size of the water dragons was beyond imagination.

…Nine water dragons flocked towards Mu Sangchao mightily, and surrounded him before Mu Sangchao could escape.

... Jiu Tiao and Mu Liucheng took advantage of this gap and did not make any moves, but flew to the emperor, his eyes were faint and ruthless, and he said in a cold voice, "Give me Mu Qingyun's body."

The emperor gave him a sideways glance, ignored his words, bypassed him, and slowly walked towards his palace with Mu Qingyun in his arms.

A person who wants to die cannot be stopped no matter what.The emperor's eyes were a little moist, he thought of when Mu Qingyun was alive, those times still left imprints on his heart after all, neither deep nor shallow, but very painful, unable to speak or breathe.

"Old Mu bastard, if you want me to call you daddy, that's a more difficult thing than going to heaven. No, it should be said that even if I die, this thing will not happen."

"Old Mu bastard, take me by your side, aren't you afraid that one day I will attack you? I will definitely kill you!"

"Old Mu bastard, I got into trouble, I don't want to marry a wife, if you dare to give me a marriage, I will tear down the entire palace."

"..."

The emperor's tears grew more and more. The tears in his eyes were like naughty and competitive children, scrambling to escape from his eyes. The tears were mixed with rain. The emperor finally raised his eyes to look at Mu Liucheng, and pulled out bitterly. With an extremely pale smile, he wanted to speak, but found that the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat. No matter how hard he tried, he was still unable to speak.

Mu Sangchao also broke Mu Liucheng's "Fan Dance to the Nine Heavens" during the short conversation between Mu Liucheng and the emperor.

He stepped on the rainwater and came towards the wooden stream. He didn't care about the presence of the emperor. All the jealousy in his heart was provoked, and the ruthless and endless hatred made him lose his previous caution. If there is no love, he can naturally forget about brotherhood.

Across the void, he came out with a martial art move, and unexpectedly blocked the heavy rain so that the raindrops could not fall on the ground. In the dark, dark night, he was like a king in the dark night. Looking at Mu Liucheng and the emperor, he moved directly towards The two of them shot.

However, how can Mu Liucheng and the emperor be ordinary people? Under the influence of Huoxi song, Mu Liucheng has long been on guard against this kind of dark martial arts, let alone the emperor. Sang-joo could imagine.

At the moment when the night was shrouded in darkness, Mu Liucheng had already cast a scarecrow secretly, while he held his breath and moved his body slowly, while the emperor continued to walk forward, regardless of Mu Liucheng and the scarecrow. The battle of Mu Sang Dynasty, for him, there is nothing more important than Mu Qingyun.

Mu Sang raised a smug smile on the corner of his lips, and shot directly at the emperor. He lost his mind, and the man in front of him was just an extremely eccentric father, not an emperor.

The fist was decisively thrown at the emperor, and the emperor didn't resist, and directly supported Mu Sangchao's palm. Helplessly, Mu Sangchao used almost [-]% of his spiritual power in this circle, so the emperor was still injured and vomited. blood.

Mu Sangchao felt complacent, and he shot again, but unexpectedly, Mu Liucheng flew behind him as early as when he shot at the emperor. At this time, Mu Liucheng also slapped Mu Sangchao with his palm.

For this palm, Mu Liucheng also used [-]% of his spiritual power, but Mu Sangchao only cared about the emperor, and didn't realize Mu Liucheng was behind him at all. Therefore, when his palm was about to fall on the emperor, He was hit by Mu Liucheng's palm and flew backwards, his martial skills were broken, and everything returned to normal.

Mu Liucheng ignored Mu Sangchao, but looked straight at the emperor, with a smile on his lips, "Compared with conspiracy and tricks, I prefer to end it directly, so you should stay with Mu Qingyun."

The emperor was expressionless and calm, and looked up at Mu Liucheng lightly, wanting to go straight through Mu Liucheng and leave here, but how could Mu Liucheng be dismissed so easily.

"When Mu Sangchao attacked, take off all your defenses, release your spiritual power, and be injured by Mu Sangchao like an ordinary person. Then you have a reason to suppress Mu Sangchao."

Ling Lie's voice was a bit harsh in the rainy night, and Mu Sangchao, who just got up, seemed a little hard to forget. He couldn't believe that his father was plotting against him, and the reason for plotting against him was for a bitch. Son, he was dissatisfied, and finally regained his recovered emotions, bursting out again, he gritted his teeth viciously, looked at the emperor, and kept his phoenix pupils from shedding tears.

The rain never stopped.

Mu Liucheng, the emperor, and Mu Sangchao seemed to be standing on each other's feet, and they looked at the other two lightly, each taking precautions.

The queen, who was neglected by others, made a sharp sound, and she performed witchcraft, the most secret witchcraft in the world, so far, except for the people of the witch clan, few people know about witchcraft.

(End of this chapter)