In the car, Zhuang Xiaoxian asked Angel: "Girl, have you thought about it?"

"Eldest sister, what have you thought of?" Angel blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhuang Xiaoxian innocently.

"Flutter. Zhuang Xiaoxian smiled, "You girl pretend to be quite similar." But the vision is really good. ”

"Eldest sister, how did you talk today. Are you alright?" Angel said, reaching out to touch Zhuang Xiaoxian's forehead.

"Go, what about driving?" Zhuang Xiaoxian pushed Angel's hand away. said faintly: "Some men are destined not to have only one woman by their side. ”

"Then eldest sister, are you still trapped?" Angel asked Zhuang Xiaoxian softly.

"Perhaps, this is my life. Zhuang Xiaoxian said lightly.

Because only she knows that when she was with Mo Xiaochuan, the throbbing in her heart for Mo Xiaochuan. Like a devout ascetic who believes in himself. With him there is everything. Even if it is a moth to a fire, it is incumbent on it.

It's just like she said, perhaps, this is her life.

There was silence in the car.

Mo Xiaochuan's spiritual sense has been locked on Zhuang Xiaoxian's car, the young man, and the woman. Until they found out, the two of them did not chase Zhuang Xiaoxian, but kept staring at him. Around Zhuang Xiaoxian's car, there were no suspicious characters, so Mo Xiaochuan was relieved.

Walk west from the gate of home Yongfu, turn north about 200 meters, and pass through a bridge hole. He entered an undeveloped wilderness in Weizhen. In Mo Xiaochuan's spiritual sense, when the young man saw him leaving, he just made a phone call and did not follow.

But the woman was unhurried, not near or far behind her.

As Mo Xiaochuan walked, he suddenly broke away from the main road and turned into a wasteland overgrown with tall grass.

The woman who followed behind frowned, her steps couldn't help but slow, she thought quietly on the spot, and then followed Mo Xiaochuan into the wasteland with a sneer.

In the middle of the wasteland, a large vacant lot has been cleaned up, and it is not known what it is used for. This is more in line with Mo Xiaochuan's mind, and it just saves himself from contributing.

The woman walked to the clearing. Mo Xiaochuan turned his back to her and stood quietly, like a sculpture, without any life. This made the woman's heart a little agitated. If she hadn't followed Mo Xiaochuan all the way from Zheng's Technology when she got off work, she would really wonder if what she was seeing at this moment was a living person.

But what did this young man do with him? Is he stupid, obviously not, or he is very confident in his skills. However, a person who does not have the slightest energy fluctuation in his body, no matter how good his skills are, what use can he be, it is just to die a little later than others and suffer one more sin. She didn't believe that this young man would still have a chance to survive under his hands.

The name of the cold-faced rakshasa is not touted by people, but piled up one life after another.

The woman reached into her waist and clutched the dagger at her waist before her heart calmed down. Walking towards Mo Xiaochuan step by step, at this time, she didn't need any cover-up.

"You're scared. Mo Xiaochuan didn't look back, but said lightly.

The woman's steps paused as she walked forward, and the hand holding the dagger tightened again. There was a hint of irritation on his face. She, the cold-faced Rakshasa, is she really afraid?

No, she wasn't afraid, who had she been afraid of? Moreover, according to the intelligence, this young man was just a Chinese medicine practitioner, but the subject had been closely watched recently, otherwise, the bodyguards of the victim would have easily dealt with him. Such a character, I once killed like a chicken and a dog, I don't know how much I killed?

"I've been afraid of anyone in my cold-faced Rakshasa. With the sound of Jiaojiao's shouting, a cold light quickly stabbed Mo Xiaochuan's neck.

"Cold-faced rakshasa?!hehe---" Mo Xiaochuan chuckled. The right hand poked out, and the cold light that was about to pierce Mo Xiaochuan's neck suddenly stopped.

The cold-faced Rakshasa had just revealed a happy look in his eyes, and paused for a moment.

At this time, Mo Xiaochuan was facing her, and between the middle finger and index finger of his right hand was her dagger that drank countless blood and had a faint cold light.

Mo Xiaochuan had a smile on his face, and his white teeth were closed up and down playfully: "She is a beautiful woman, but she is called a rakshasa." ”

The cold-faced Rakshasa had a cold face, and his eyes were full of coldness. "Dengzi, you deserve to die. Holding the dagger tightly, he retreated, and three steel spikes with a blue luster slipped out of the cuff of his left hand, and stabbed towards Mo Xiaochuan's lower abdomen rapidly.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaochuan gently pushed forward with his right hand, and a dark energy struck towards the cold-faced rakshasa along the dagger.

The cold-faced Rakshasa thought that Mo Xiaochuan would prevent her from snatching the dagger back, but he never thought that Mo Xiaochuan not only returned the dagger to her, but also took the opportunity to send out a dark energy to hit himself. The cold-faced Rakshasa shifted his center of gravity backward because he snatched back the dagger, and under the impetus of Mo Xiaochuan's dark energy, his body was difficult to balance, and he was about to fall to the ground.

The cold-faced rakshasa was not flustered, and the three steel spikes in his left hand suddenly flew out of his hand, shooting towards Mo Xiaochuan's lower abdomen at a faster speed. He took the opportunity to exert his left foot and did a backflip to defuse the ground. However, when she landed on the backflip, because of Mo Xiaochuan's secret strength, she still staggered back seven or eight steps before she could stand firm.

This young man turned out to be a master?! The cold-faced Rakshasa was darkened in his heart.

If you miss a hit, you can travel thousands of miles, this is the highest criterion of a killer, and the cold-faced Rakshasa just underestimated Mo Xiaochuan's strength, and regarded Mo Xiaochuan's emotional words as a teasing word. So under the anger, I have lost my normal heart.

It's not too late to react. She thought that the three steel spikes coated with poison would not be able to shoot Mo Xiaochuan. But Mo Xiaochuan will be forced to deal with those three steel spikes, and he will be forced to be in a hurry. It is important to take this opportunity or run for your life.

Thinking of this, the cold-faced rakshasa didn't look at whether the three steel spikes could work. Instead, he turned decisively and ran out quickly.

Mo Xiaochuan looked at the steel spikes that shot at him, smiled slightly, and with a turn of spiritual sense, the steel spikes had been included in the Hongmeng Tower by him. The Harmony Tower can store items, which he already knew when he got the Harmony inheritance. However, because he didn't have spiritual sense, he couldn't use it. Since the breakthrough to the beginning of the achievement of the primordial spirit, the spiritual sense is released, and this function is enabled.

The cold-faced rakshasa is about to rush out of this clearing. Walking through the barren grass is the main road, and when the time comes, your own safety will be more guaranteed. Suddenly, it was dark in front of him, and the cold-faced Rakshasa didn't have time to react, so he hit it headlong.

Mo Xiaochuan saw the cold-faced Rakshasa bump into her, and instinctively wanted to push her away. As soon as his hands were raised to his chest, he felt two soft masses hit his palms.

The soft two balls are full of elasticity and are very comfortable to the touch, making people can't help but want to pinch them twice.

Mo Xiaochuan did exactly that.

After a brief silence.