Mu Hanyan didn't expect that the God would make a sudden move. If she changed someone else, she might have been paralyzed and couldn't lift a little strength. But mu Hanyan was not someone else. Even in the face of the God, she had fought hard. The God was superior and inviolable in the eyes of the people of the God continent, but in her eyes, she was just the same level as the God, not so far She was scared like that.
Her hand fiercely grasped the hilt of the sword, and her spiritual power and strength were also instantly improved to the extreme, but she didn't take her hand, because she knew that once she took her hand, she didn't retreat, and there was no chance for her to live only by magic. Only when she used the sword at the same time, could she have a chance to live, but in that way, her secret would be completely lost.
According to Fen Qianji, the God always acts justly. Why didn't he ask qinghongzao why he was testing himself? If she is flustered and rashly moves, isn't it not a self accusation.
So she's waiting, waiting for the moment when God's real intention is determined. God's body shape is like shadow and wind. Just in the blink of an eye, he has come near. Mu Hanyan also sees the fierce killing in his eyes.
Mu Hanyan can be sure that he is not just testing himself. If he doesn't do it again, he will be killed mercilessly!
Just when mu Hanyan is ready to fight back, burning thousand silence suddenly moves under his feet and blocks in front of him. He didn't expect that the God didn't even ask one more question, so he suddenly killed him. He didn't even give him an opportunity to explain or persuade him. How could he just watch mu Hanyan die in front of his eyes.
But even so, he didn't give a hand to God. He just stood in front of Mu Hanyan's body with his flesh and blood, and stood up to welcome God's shaking hand.
The God's eyes sank and he looked at the straight figure of Fen Qianji. There was a little anger in his eyes, but more disappointment. There was a few apologies on Fen Qianji's face, but there was no regret. He was still as straight as before.
Close, closer, burning thousand silence, a long hair, no wind from the dance, clothes are also hunting, but his slightly emaciated figure, but like a long gun, firmly nailed to the earth, from the wind and rain in the sky, still motionless.
His one hand, also reverse behind, firmly hold the palm of Mu Hanyan's hand, don't let her draw a sword.
Mu Hanyan knows his intention and doesn't make a move, but his heart has already been mentioned in his throat.
Burning thousand silence is a gamble, whether the God of gambling really moved the will to kill her, and the bet is his own life. On the one hand, he is his best friend; on the other hand, he is a master who has nurtured him. He has no choice.
Finally, the palm of God's hand firmly fell on the burning chest. Mu Hanyan's face turned white, and his whole heart was broken. Endless pain surged into his heart. It felt like a sword pierced his heart in a previous life, but it was more painful than that.
"Why?" The voice of God's anger came into his ears again, and mu Hanyan came back to him. He was surprised to find that this palm came down and burned Qianji without injury.
It turned out that at the last moment of burning a thousand silent hearts on the palm of his hand, the God still couldn't bear the heartache of the killer and took back his power. That is to say, God, if you change someone else, even if you bathe in cold smoke, you will never be able to do whatever you want. Therefore, it is not difficult to imagine how terrible his strength is.
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