The Killer Also Crosses the Series The Lovers Are Relentless

Chapter 115
The anger in his eyes flashed away, he raised his foot and walked in the direction of Dangdang, and when he was five steps away, his figure suddenly accelerated, and the red fan in his hand turned into a frightened bird to attack Dangdang.

When the fan was cut open, when blood splattered on the skin of the neck, Mo Yu's arm suddenly retracted slightly.

The thin edge of the fan was embedded in three parts of Dangdang's neck, and the blood oozing from the cut skin slowly flowed onto the fan along the edge.

Dye half of the golden light feather on the fan surface red, and finally drip to the ground from the cracks in the jade fan bone.

Mo Yu didn't even look at the fan, which she didn't care about at all, and looked coldly at Dangdang who was still standing still, not even moving his fingers: "Why don't you avoid it?"

Without waiting for Dangdang's answer, the red fan in Mo Yu's hand was withdrawn from Dangdang's neck as quickly as lightning, while Mo Yu's thoughts were switched to electricity, and she curled her lips into a smile: "Mingyue sent you here?"

In the night killing sect, if it is not because of the mission, if you kill the fellow sect in private, there will only be one result.

Dead, definitely more than one.

Those who commit murder, no matter what the reason, must be executed according to the rules of the sect.

Dangdang's unresisting appearance made Mo Yu involuntarily think of the most normal reason.

Taking a cold look at Dangdang, Mo Yu sneered, "Go back and tell Mingyue that she can command your orders, but she doesn't have the ability to accept mine, so don't play tricks with me anymore."

The cold tone made Dangdang frown hard.

Looking up at Mo Yu, hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm no longer a flatterer, even if you kill me, you won't receive any punishment."

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, quietly staring at Dangdang who didn't even have the slightest sense of escape, waiting for his further explanation.

Dangdang's lips were tightly closed again.

This action reminded Mo Yu of the young man who followed him five years ago, who cherished words like gold.

At that time, he was not a murderer, but as long as he didn't want to say anything, even if he killed him, he wouldn't say a word.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu, who knew that he would not get an answer, raised his eyebrows impatiently, turned around and left, just one step away, feeling the footsteps behind him, Mo Yu's figure stopped, and he looked back at the whole body of his neck. It's bloody.

(End of this chapter)