Devil's Concubine: Fighting Evil Monarchs

Chapter 130 Not a fairy but a demon 1
However, Mo Fengyuan lied to her and asked her to go out to protect the Dharma, but he already knew the origin of Houzi and his party.

What is this?Even if she has long understood that the identities of monkeys and others are very important and useful to her, Mu Jiuluo.

Then he can explain it to himself, or give some hidden hints.

Maybe he came to help her out of good intentions, but Mu Jiuluo didn't like this feeling.

That feeling of being held in the palm of someone's hand, and that every move has been seen by others.

For her, this is deprivation of freedom, or not having her own independent behavior.

She is like a puppet, what kind of actions she will make next is arranged by others, not her own ideas.

This feeling is disgusting!
Hearing Mu Jiuluo's words, Mo Fengyuan's figure trembled, as if he was stabbed in pain, a burst of murderous intent suddenly spread from his body, and the cold chill swept across Mu Jiuluo's side.

"What did you just say!" With a voice full of rage, an icy-blue illusory figure suddenly rushed out, and the white bones in his hands were crushed to pieces at that moment, leaving pieces of white powder.

The palm of the hand struck Mu Jiuluo's neck with a powerful palm that was not as fast as the eagle's. Before reaching the front, Mu Jiuluo had already felt the infinite killing intent towards her.

Oops!

Seeing this scene, Mu Jiuluo quickly turned sideways, cast a look at the little monster, and took the opportunity to throw him to a place a little far away from here.

Afterwards, Mu Jiuluo bit her lower lip tightly, two white lights appeared under her feet, as if a thousand butterflies were supporting her, she escaped from Mo Fengyuan's control at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing Mu Jiuluo's movements, Mo Fengyuan's star-like eyes rarely glanced at a trace of ridicule, and then, a more powerful momentum pressed towards her like a mountain and sea.

As if standing still, Mu Jiuluo was surprised to find that she couldn't move!

The feet were like lead, so heavy and helpless that it was difficult to even move a step.

How could this guy be so powerful? !

There was a cold light in Mu Jiuluo's eyes, just a moment of insignificant aura could suppress her to the point where she couldn't move.

As soon as this thought flashed across her mind, Mu Jiu was grabbed by the neck the next moment, and raised angrily.

The heavy force came from his neck, and the tight pressing made Mu Jiuluo unable to breathe like a normal person.

"Hmm..." Mu Jiuluo breathed out uncomfortably, and reluctantly raised her head to look at Mo Fengyuan.

His appearance at this time was no longer that of a fairy-like man, but as crazy and irritable as a madman.

The blood-red eyes stared at her with unstoppable bloodthirsty, the handsome face was dark, and the ice-blue robe fluttered in the wind, bringing out bursts of burning blood.

It changed?

Mu Jiuluo coughed, while observing Mo Fengyuan's appearance with difficulty, while thinking about her thoughts just now.

Just by raising your hand, you can easily drive yourself to nowhere.

If this guy used his real strength just now, then...

Now she is already a corpse lying on the ground!

Even, it will be just a pile of useless ashes!

Mo Fengyuan, who is he? !

Feeling that the oxygen in her throat was getting less and less, and the feeling of suffocation began to invade her mind, panting uncomfortably, Mu Jiuluo's eyes were not gray death at this time.

It's the killing that is getting colder and colder.

Looking up at Mu Jiuluo's unwilling killing, a voluptuous blood-colored flower bloomed from Mo Fengyuan's mouth, which completely dispelled the exile-like temperament of him before:
"Aren't you going to surrender?"

"Absolutely, no!" Mu Jiuluo gritted her teeth, said this sentence with difficulty under the condition of lack of oxygen, and her face, which was originally flushed due to exercise, gradually turned pale.

"It's useless to spend it with me. If you die, your good sister will probably follow you to hell."

Pinching her delicate neck, Mo Fengyuan smiled bloodthirstyly, and the blood red in his eyes stared more and more.

Gritting her teeth and looking at Mo Fengyuan, Mu Jiu pressed his palm tightly, trying to tear him off, but found that the internal force in her body had already disappeared at some point.

(End of this chapter)