Chapter 924: 2.360 you are not him

Chapter 924 2.360 You Are Not Him
"Well, I want to know." He hugged her and lowered his head, his breath slowly approached, and a strange fragrance of fluttering fluttered.
There was a cold arc in the corner of the tree.
"My wish is--"
The man's eyes were full of faint light, so he decided to look at her.
Arbor reached out with a touch.
Jinghong jumped out of her knowledge and stabbed into the heart of [Molian] with a terrible speed comparable to the streamer.
"I want you to die!"
[Molian] Stared in shock, staring at the arbor beside him with an incredible expression.
She shot too fast.
He didn't respond at all.
Maybe it should be said that tonight, the lights and the stars were shining brightly, so that he couldn't help but fall into her blurred eyes.
The dagger in her hand sank into his heart and swung around fiercely.
"I want you to die in my hands tonight." Qiaomu spit out the words indifferently, and pulled the dagger out of his chest without hesitation.
On Jinghong's dagger, a trace of blood slid down the bright dagger's body, leaving no trace at all.
"You're not him, you don't look like me at all. My lotus is not as stinky as you! It's not comfortable to hold! Uncomfortable!" Qiaomu watched him coldly, and counted down the road one after another, "Dingcho, or Your beautiful snake is more suitable. "
"No matter who you are, I have no interest in knowing." How cold and cruel the little girl's voice was, at that moment, he had not had a few waves of hearts for decades, and cracked slightly.
"Now, you can die." Qiaomu stared at him coldly, and with a slight shaking of his fingers, a frightened dagger quickly wiped off his neck.
[Mo Lian] Leaned back, and "嘭" planted into the river with a single sound, and then disappeared for a moment.
Qiaomu caught up with the first two steps, looking down at the murmur of the river, and there was an inexplicable coldness in his eyes.
Ah!
Escaped quite quickly.
But with a stab in his heart, he didn't know if he could go back alive.
Her mother cannot move anyone.
She said it at Joben's house.
Whoever dares to touch her mother must be prepared to die, nothing more.
Qiaomu stole the frightened dagger coldly and turned and walked towards the crowded street.
As soon as he walked down the street, he saw Mo Lian rushing over with a group of people.
"Joe Joe!" Mo Lian saw the baby where the crowd was scattered, and rushed for three steps and two steps, reaching out to take her into her arms.
A restless heart only loosened slightly at this time.
"You are stupid!" The little emperor baby reached out and gave him a sullen expression.
"Next time you lose me, I won't come back by myself!"
Mo Lin held her tightly in her arms and raised her hand to caress her little head. "No, it won't happen! It won't happen."
Qiaomu bent his small mouth and looked up at him. "Did you find my mother?"
"I found it." Mo Lian nodded again and again. "It's in a maid's room in Qingshui Jiayuan. There was no injury. When our man found her mother, she just slept over without any problem."
The corner of Qiao Mu's mouth froze coldly, "What's the matter, move my old lady, he is a dead man in my eyes."
She refuses such a bad joke!
Six more ends
(End of this chapter)