Chapter 404: Violent

The sound of Mo’s voice rang coldly behind the curtain.
The curtain cloud purple and then the head, the look of the ice like the ice to the Mo, to see the curtain from the red dragonfly and the purple lips, the curtain cloud purple will know, Mo is now the Mozu people.
"You really have a problem, so soon the fox tail is coming." The curtain cloud taunted Mo.
Mo heard the curtain cloud purple taunting her, single-handedly slammed the neck of the curtain cloud purple, saw the blood on the corner of her mouth, the corner of the mouth evoked a smile of gloating: "Music cloud purple! You are now this look, What are you still proud of?"
The curtain cloud purple looked back and looked away, and the blind man stared at her with no timidity: "Is this body not afraid of you? Then who are you? Why are you killing me?"
"Ha ha ha...!"
I heard the words of the curtain cloud purple. "Why are you killing me?" and he laughed happily.
Step by step into the curtain cloud purple, grab her throat, let her stare at herself: "Why am I killing you? Your sentence is really the biggest joke in the whole world."
Speaking of this, Mo is a cold smile, and his eyes are red and glaring at the curtain cloud purple: "The curtain cloud purple! You can remember Princess Xiaoluo so alone."
When the curtain cloud is heard, it is known that the person in front of him must be Xiao Luo, the Princess Xiaoluo who is arrogant.
I did not expect her soul to be in the body, so the real Mo Li has not long been already ... dead?
She is like her own, the soul is attached, or what?
No, she is absolutely different from herself. There must be someone behind Xiaoluo.
Otherwise, how can she be so stupid, how can she get through the eyes of everyone and enter the Tian Academy?
What she did not expect was that her current cultivation was at least above Xuan Zun, and she was not her opponent at all.
The curtain cloud purple mouth squinted with a touch of curvature, sneered at Mo Mo: "Oh ~? She? Isn't it already dead? How? You want to avenge her?"
Mo will leave the curtain cloud purple on the ground, stepping on the knees of the curtain cloud purple.
How high is the skill of Mo, she knows herself.
This foot goes down, the knee bone of the curtain cloud purple must have been crushed.
The curtain cloud purple had a blue face and a cold sweat, but she didn't make a sound, and she didn't even scream.
I don’t feel like I’m so sick when I see the curtain, but I’m so painful that I’m so bad that I’m so hot, so I can’t live.
I walked leisurely to the right arm of the curtain cloud purple: "The curtain is purple, you are a monk, you are, if not you, I will not die so badly."
Mo is so excited to say this, one foot angered to the curtain cloud purple right arm hand turn.
Oh...
The joints of the curtain cloud purple handcuffs were also smashed by Mo.
The curtain cloud purple is a blue face, and now it has been painful, and the lips are so pale that there is no trace of blood.
It was very, very happy, that after one leg and one arm of the curtain purple was destroyed by her.
Then she saw the person who became her aunt, and one followed one.
Mo slightly squatted down and looked at the curtain cloud purple: "Music cloud purple! Do you think this is over? Tell you, the good play has just begun."
"Ha ha ha!"
The friends who saw the curtain cloud purple came here one after another, and looked up and laughed: "Music cloud purple! Enjoy the gifts I prepared for you, I will let you taste the a feeling of."