The Evil King's Sole Favorite: A Pride, Petite, Crazy Concubine

Chapter 648 You said that I, Mo Qianqian, are trash?
Xu Meier saw the Qilin in front of her easily dodging her attack while dealing with the dead body with ease, her anxious hand movements instantly became flustered, the sword in her hand danced like a machete, looking at people Hacking.

Seeing her like this, Huo Ling suddenly approached her and said with a smile, "Wow, Xu Meier, I didn't expect you to come to help me. Your chopping action is so cool."

"What did you say? How could I have come..." Xu Meier saw that the sword in her hand was slashing at a dead body, she hurriedly took the sword back in a panic.

"Idiot!" The man looking in this direction, seeing the stupid things Xu Meier did, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot. He shouldn't have saved this trash who had done more than failed.

But thinking that he would be finished in this way, then Jun Chenyi really underestimated him, looked at the two people in the wall of fire, he sneered, and made seals again to summon more dead bodies.

There was a sinister smile on his face, and his eyes were full of fierce light. At this moment, a man with big eyes jumped out from above him. He frowned slightly and looked up and down Mo Qian. Qian: "Is there no one around Jun Chenyi anymore? You actually sent a piece of trash like you to deal with me."

"You say that I, Mo Qianqian, are trash? Although I'm not as good as Jun Chenyi, isn't it a bit too far-fetched to use the word 'trash' on me?" Mo Qianqian looked at the person in front of him very unhappy, this I haven't tried it yet, so how can I make random conclusions.

"Then I want to see how strong you are?!" The man pulled out his whip as he spoke, and whipped it at Mo Qianqian.

When Mo Qianqian saw the whip approaching him, he quickly avoided it. The faster he hid, the faster the whip swung. No matter what angle he avoided, the whip could always catch up with the fastest speed. The whip was about to fall on him, he subconsciously drew out his sword to block it, but who knew that the whip went around the sword in front of him and wrapped it around his waist.

As soon as the man received Mo Qianqian, he fell to the ground with a thump. He twisted his body and started to move vigorously. Why is the damn whip so tightly wound: "This round doesn't count, let's try again." Mo Qianqian Lying on the ground, he yelled loudly.

"I don't have that spare time to play with you!" The man picked up Mo Qianqian's sword on the ground, looked at Mo Qianqian on the ground and raised the sword in his hand with a smile: "Would you like to try to die by your own sword?" What's it like, I can fulfill you today."

"Wait a minute, we have something to discuss." Mo Qianqian looked at the sword in his hand, and was frightened into a cold sweat. He never thought of ending his life in this way, although it could be done earlier. Seeing the second brother, but he doesn't want to leave his old mother behind.

Hearing what Mo Qianqian said, the man stopped what he was doing, and looked at him on the ground with sympathy and regret: "Unfortunately, I have nothing to discuss with you. If you want to complain, you can blame Jun Chenyi and Xu Luo." Come on!" After speaking, he raised his sword and stabbed Mo Qianqian in the neck.

"Ah!" A scream pierced the sky.

When Mo Qianqian saw the person who jumped at him, he quickly rolled to the side, and as soon as he turned over, he shouted at Linhuowu: "Why are you taking action now? In order to attract his attention, I They were all in a cold sweat."

"I'm afraid he will find out, this kind of people are generally more vigilant," Linhuo Wu said while squatting down to remove the whip from Mo Qianqian.

(End of this chapter)