Chapter 383

"Why don't you run?" The woman looked at him with condescending eyes.

This look in the eyes of crescent moon is very familiar, just like when he looked at Wu Lai, looked at the believers, and casually wanted to take away the lives of those believers. It is a kind of look that doesn't put any life in his eyes.

When Yueya saw this look in his eyes, the whole person seemed to explode. He liked to look at others with this kind of eyes. He enjoyed the feeling of mastering the power of life and death, but he hated that others looked at him with this kind of eyes. This kind of feeling of being controlled by others and not being controlled by himself was too uncomfortable for him.

"I thought you would continue to run. I like the game of Eagle catching chicken." The woman said faintly, and stretched out a finger.

This finger points on the shoulder of the crescent moon.

Boom!

It's a little light, but it's as heavy as Mount Tai!

Crescent's legs fell directly into the ground, like a wooden stake, and then he spewed a mouthful of blood, his face like gold paper.

The woman waved her hand, and the blood spewed out avoided her. There was a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, and she asked, "how does it feel? How does it feel that everything is in the hands of others and can't resist?"

Crescent standing there, unable to move, he felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and the heaven and man realm was too powerful. Even if he felt that he was only one layer of paper from the heaven and man realm now, as long as he pierced the paper window, he could enter the legendary realm, but before entering, it was a world of difference.

There is only a little difference between heaven and earth.

"My nephew Murong Yan can't be touched by anyone. I didn't want to bully the small with the big. Unfortunately, you're too ignorant." The woman stared at him, her smile slowly converged, and her tone was full of killing breath.

Murong Yan?

Hearing the name, a figure flashed in Yueya's brain. He seemed to have some impression of the name.

The next second, his pupils contracted, looked at Murong Yan, stammered, "you... You are the woman 20 years ago..."

"Huh? What did you say?" Murong Yan's eyes stared, and the killing gas rose again. The weeds in this area fell into a static state in her killing gas, and the breeze that had occasionally blown around also stopped at this moment.

This area seems to have been restricted by Murong Yan.

Feeling this breath, Yueya swallowed it before he finished speaking, and all his strength was gathering, trying to resist the killing gas, but the more so, the more he felt hopeless, he could do nothing, and at this time, he was as helpless as a baby who had just learned to speak.

"It seems that you are absolutely single. Don't you know that a woman's age is always a secret? Didn't someone tell you not to easily expose a woman's age? Is it easy for my mother to maintain a youthful and beautiful appearance these years? Which pot doesn't open and which pot doesn't open!" With that, Murong Yan raised her hand and slapped Yueya.

PA!

This solid slap stunned the crescent directly, and several teeth flew out of his mouth, full of blood, and countless bloodstains on his eyes.

"It's been a long time since you didn't have the strength to beat people. You're lucky to be the first person in these years to make my mother have this interest."