Chapter 1907

Sikong Qinglan, Shen Yuhe and other people's hearts have been tightened, and their minds are blank, and they dare not even look down.

"This fool!" An Xia Xin above the temple gritted her teeth and scolded. Of course, she also found the difference of Mu Hanyan, and guessed Ling Baobao's intention. However, he thought that he could stop mu Hanyan, but he just died in vain.

Anxiaxin tried her best to hold up her body and try her best to stop mu Hanyan. However, she just stood up and half knelt on the ground.

Looking at the cold eyes of Mu Hanyan and the bloody sword on her hand, and then looking at Ling Baobao's unrepentant eyes, an Xiaxin's face is full of tears.

Ling Baobao smiles bitterly. If he can, who is willing to die easily? He also wants to rely on his strength to stop mu Hanyan from killing her again. But the problem is that he has no such strength at all.

"Hanyan, we are friends, remember, we are friends!" Ling Baobao looks at mu Hanyan's eyes, his expression is so magnanimous, and he has no hesitation.

Because of his special identity, he has few friends since he was a child. Even if he treats each other sincerely, he always has some scruples after knowing his identity. Seriously speaking, mu Hanyan is his first friend in the true sense, which has nothing to do with his identity or status, and even doesn't pay attention to him at all. But it is precisely for this reason that this friendship is more pure and cherished.

Therefore, he would never like to be controlled by the desire to kill, and would never like to see her do something that makes him regret all his life.

In Mu Hanyan's awe inspiring eyes, there was a faint color of loss and a soft meaning. The sword power in his hand slowed down a bit.

Notice this subtle change, Ling Baobao heart a joy, Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe and others also at the same time ease out a long breath.

But soon, they found that the softness in Mu Hanyan's eyes was just a flash. Soon, the cold-blooded cruelty was restored, and the cold sword edge continued to cut Ling Baobao.

"Back, Ling Baobao, back quickly!" Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe, as well as an Xiaxin and others, shout together again.

Back. Can you back it? Ling Baobao felt helpless. First of all, can he withdraw from the whole body of Mu Hanyan sword with his strength? Even if he can avoid this sword, what about the next sword?

If Mu Hanyan can't be awakened from the killing magic barrier, after killing all the bandits, it's their turn. Where can they retreat at that time?

In the face of Mu Hanyan's terrible strength and killing intention, they even have no chance to escape. If you can't get her back to the pure brightness of Lingtai, she won't stop until all the people are killed. By that time, it was too late.

"Cold smoke..." Looking at that snow cold sword front distance oneself more and more near, Ling Baobao's heart is full of desperation, desolate shout a way.

Mu Hanyan's sword suddenly stagnated, and his eyes also showed the color of confusion again.

The heart that had been occupied by destruction and killing, a pair of fuzzy pictures alternately flashed, although so hazy, it was impossible to distinguish who the people were, but it brought her extraordinary warmth and kindness.

"Cold smoke, cold smoke..." The distant sound rings in the bottom of my heart.

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