Chapter 1810 Mu Hanfeng and Miao Ling 14

At this moment, he really had murderous intentions, his whole body was full of murderous aura, and his eyes were as cold as arrows.

Dragons have reverse scales, if you look at them you will die!

Although Miao Ling is no longer here, she still plays a huge role in their hearts. No one would like that kind-hearted, innocent and lovable girl, let alone Mu Hanfeng.

The strength in his hands continued to increase, the woman's face turned red, the air she could breathe was very thin, and a feeling of suffocation filled her heart, as if she would die in his hands in the next second because she could not breathe.

There was no fear in the eyes of the woman in the blue dress, and her smile was fleeting. It was so abnormal that it made people suspicious.

"Kill me... just... good..." The woman was breathing very hard, her eyes unchanged, and she looked at the man in front of her fearlessly.

Your anger, your coldness, your ruthlessness are all caused by that woman, right? It's all because she said that Nuwa Stone is dead and has disappeared forever, right?

So, just right...

The man stared coldly at the woman in front of him, and threw the woman's body away as if throwing away garbage.

"You are not worthy of dying in my hands."

The man turned and left, his voice cold and shocking, so cold and ruthless, that a trace of crazy jealousy rose in the woman's eyes: "I don't deserve it, is that woman worthy? Mu Hanfeng, the more you behave,

The more you like her, the more I have to remind you that she is already dead, already dead. Even if you like her again, it doesn't matter, she is already dead. What is there to fear about a dead person?"

There was a hint of excitement in the woman's voice, as well as a bit of jealousy. Why could a dead person, a person who has been dead for ten years, still have people remember her and think about her? How could she lead Mu Hanfeng?

I am obsessed with her and will never forget her.

She was just jealous, she just didn't like it, she just couldn't bear to see that woman die and make Mu Hanfeng wait for ten years.

The more she behaved like this, the calmer Mu Hanfeng became. Those dark pupils were as deep as a deep pool, and the bottom could not be seen at a glance. It was impossible to guess what was going on in his mind.

Still not getting any response, the woman in the blue skirt stood up, looked at the man in the black robe who was gradually walking away, suppressed the jealousy in her eyes, and smiled strangely: "Let's go, you can go, if you don't want to know about it.

As for the whereabouts of that woman, you can just leave like this."

The woman's words were very abrupt, but they made the man who had walked far ahead pause for a moment, and his footsteps stopped at this moment. Mu Hanfeng turned around slowly, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and stared coldly at Lan in front of him.

Skirt woman.

Not for anything else, just for what she said and the whereabouts of Miao Ling.

He knew that what this woman said was probably a lie revealed out of jealousy, but he still stopped, just because he didn't want to miss any news about Miao Ling. Even if the words were not reliable at all, even if

Hope is so slim.

Seeing him stop, the woman in the blue skirt felt a flash of anger in her heart, clenched her fists, and said with dissatisfaction in her eyes: "Is a dead man worthy of your nostalgia?"

She was standing in front of him. Maybe he didn't even know who she was, what her name was, and where she came from. His heart was occupied by that woman. She hated, she was angry, and she was unwilling to accept it.

"Where is she?" The man's voice was hard and ruthless.

Taking a deep breath, the woman in the blue dress suddenly smiled: "Do you really like her so much? Are you so eager to know her whereabouts?"
Chapter completed!