Chapter 395: It is impossible to practice with students!

He... Probably stunned the sword like a plane?
Su Mu thought uncertainly, in the face of an innocent human and animal harmless face, she really could not go to him to eat her tofu in this regard, only to look back and tell herself not to think more.
However, a few minutes later, when he hurried to the broken temple, the smell coming out had told the rushed people that the situation was very bad.
Su Mu quickly got down from the sword and rushed into the broken temple. The picture in front of her made her nervous.
The blood hole in Mo Zhixiang’s heart has stained her clothes. Because of excessive blood loss, her face is very pale. As early as the moment her heart was pulled out, her eyes were closed and she lay so quietly in the pool of blood Here, it seems like... falling asleep.
Su Mu staggered. She gritted her teeth and walked past, her hands squeezed, and the spirit was sent to Mo Zhixiang's body constantly. However, no matter how long it passed, Mo Zhixiang's body did not react at all.
This killer is not too warm: [Small chest, she was not saved. 】
I put the refrigerator in the child: [T﹏T]
Er Mao:【T﹏T】
The angel fell into shit: [T﹏T]
I teach Mary Su to play palace fighting: [T﹏T]
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auzw.com White candles were painted in the live room. For Mo Zhixiang, who knows Dali, the audience still liked her.
Su Mu didn't want to give up, even if she knew very well in her heart, the person who died was unable to live, but she always had to do something to eliminate the guilt that she couldn't save this girl in her heart.
"Amitabha." An idiot lifted the hand holding the white jade Buddha string and whispered softly. This was a memorial to the dead. He stepped forward and put a hand on Su Mu's shoulder and said softly, "Xiaoyou, already enough."
Su Mujieyin's hand trembles, and finally she put it down like a discouragement. She looked at Mo Zhixiang on the ground and remained silent for a long time. "Master, I want to let that demon soul fly away."
"I have no reason to stop you." Yiqi sighed.
The night was not peaceful in the Mo's mansion, which was full of horror.
"Monster, don't come over!" Sun Ge kept Mo Zhiyin backing away, even if he knew he couldn't fight a monster, but behind him was the person he loved, he would not let it go.
The Mo family's people ran, and the wounds were wounded. Even Mo Hong fell unconscious, and only Sun Ge and Mo Zhiyin were left to those who could stand at the moment.
The face was very beautiful, but a fierce black man waved his hand between his eyebrows. Sun Ge was knocked down to the ground by an invisible force. Mo Zhiyin couldn't look up at Sun Ge. Her eyes were dead. Staring at the heart held by the black man’s blood-stained hand, she understood what she had done, pulled the hairpin over her head and rushed over, but even if the hairpin penetrated the man’s chest, he would still The face does not change color.
"You killed her!" Mo Zhiyin shouted in a frenzy, "I treat you as a friend, you killed her! How can you... how can you!"
Feng Hao calmly said: "This is to save you."
"I don't need you to save!" Mo Zhiyin took a step back holding the blood-stained hairpin. She fell to the ground, holding her head in pain and said, "I shouldn't have taken you into the house, as long as you don't show up, everything Can be good...Mo House will be fine, my sister doesn't have to die...I shouldn't save you..."
There was a trace of loneliness in Feng Hao's eyes. He took a step closer to her, "Let me save you, change your heart, and you will be fine."