Chapter 8
Mo Yu raised her arm, and pointed her slender and weak fingers at the folding fan in the man's hand without any mistakes: "If you lend me the fan, I promise to give you six dead people!"
The man glanced down at the red fan in his hand in some astonishment, and then smiled.
Using force with his fingers, the red fan turned into a bloody red shadow in the night, shooting towards Mo Yu's direction.
Arriving at Mo Yu's side, before she reached out to grab it, the fan opened itself in mid-air, bringing the dancing golden butterfly onto Mo Yu's fingertips.
Feeling the weight of the fan when she picked it up, Mo Yu was startled inwardly, and looked down at the red fan with the bones made of jade.
Of course, the fan will not open in mid-air by itself, all changes are under the control of the man's hands, such precise force control is simply unimaginable.
Seemingly understanding the suspicion in Mo Yu's heart, the man raised his lips and chuckled, "Let's do it!"
Mo Yu nodded indifferently, raised her hand, closed the red fan in her hand, and held it upside down.
Turn around and walk towards the six men in black who have completed the remaining tasks.
Although the pace was slow, after taking the first step, he never stopped.
The night wind blew through, bringing with it a strong smell of blood, which added a bit of chill to the already hot summer night.
Here, countless people were killed just now, and the brutality of the murderous man in black just now is no longer there, but quietly waiting for Mo Yu to come over.
The six knives were pointing obliquely at the ground, and the blood on them was still dripping down to the ground, mixing with the blood on the ground, seeping into the mud.
Countless killing experiences let them know that although they didn't understand what the man meant, there must be a reason for his arrangement.
This girl who wished she was only half their height, maybe
The companions who had fallen to the ground and died also reminded them in the same way.
The wind blew the hair on Mo Yu's forehead, and when it brushed her eyes, the knives in the hands of the six men in black who were standing in the same place were raised almost simultaneously. A knife net enveloped Mo Yu's head.
With a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, he looked at Mo Yu under the knife net with some regret, and sighed softly: "It's a pity that a good seedling is lost."
(End of this chapter)
Mo Yu raised her arm, and pointed her slender and weak fingers at the folding fan in the man's hand without any mistakes: "If you lend me the fan, I promise to give you six dead people!"
The man glanced down at the red fan in his hand in some astonishment, and then smiled.
Using force with his fingers, the red fan turned into a bloody red shadow in the night, shooting towards Mo Yu's direction.
Arriving at Mo Yu's side, before she reached out to grab it, the fan opened itself in mid-air, bringing the dancing golden butterfly onto Mo Yu's fingertips.
Feeling the weight of the fan when she picked it up, Mo Yu was startled inwardly, and looked down at the red fan with the bones made of jade.
Of course, the fan will not open in mid-air by itself, all changes are under the control of the man's hands, such precise force control is simply unimaginable.
Seemingly understanding the suspicion in Mo Yu's heart, the man raised his lips and chuckled, "Let's do it!"
Mo Yu nodded indifferently, raised her hand, closed the red fan in her hand, and held it upside down.
Turn around and walk towards the six men in black who have completed the remaining tasks.
Although the pace was slow, after taking the first step, he never stopped.
The night wind blew through, bringing with it a strong smell of blood, which added a bit of chill to the already hot summer night.
Here, countless people were killed just now, and the brutality of the murderous man in black just now is no longer there, but quietly waiting for Mo Yu to come over.
The six knives were pointing obliquely at the ground, and the blood on them was still dripping down to the ground, mixing with the blood on the ground, seeping into the mud.
Countless killing experiences let them know that although they didn't understand what the man meant, there must be a reason for his arrangement.
This girl who wished she was only half their height, maybe
The companions who had fallen to the ground and died also reminded them in the same way.
The wind blew the hair on Mo Yu's forehead, and when it brushed her eyes, the knives in the hands of the six men in black who were standing in the same place were raised almost simultaneously. A knife net enveloped Mo Yu's head.
With a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, he looked at Mo Yu under the knife net with some regret, and sighed softly: "It's a pity that a good seedling is lost."
(End of this chapter)
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