Heaven Defying Dark Empress

Knowing that resistance was futile, she gave up, but her lips were tightly pressed into a stiff arc.

There was an indescribable breath flowing silently between the two.

Are you afraid? The silver-haired man drooped his eyes and said in a hoarse voice. The pair of sea-like blue pupils penetrated into the depths of Mu Tianyin's eyes, and the aggressive aura was getting closer and closer, pressing on every inch of her body, What are you afraid of?

The man raised his eyebrows lightly, and was very interested in the emotions flickering in the depths of the girl's eyes.

Mu Tianyin turned her eyes away, her brows gradually furrowed.

Fear?

No, it's just that this flustered feeling made her very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

The man's thin lips curled up lightly, What are you afraid of, we were born once and acquainted the second time, anyway, we have met more than just once. His lazy tone changed, and blue ripples were slightly in his pupils, Besides, I said, As long as you speak, the Lord will take responsibility for you.

Mu Tianyin was taken aback, and after a while, she understood the meaning of the man's words.

Shut up!

She drank coldly, her complexion darkened.

Ha ha ha ha.

The man laughed loudly, his silver hair fluttering.

Mu Tianyin took a deep breath and stabilized her breath.

Then he brought his thin lips close to her ear, exhaled like blue, and the warm breath rushed towards her face. After a long while, he smiled lightly and bit out a few words, My name is Hua Chongjin, Mu Tianyin , remember.

He slowly emphasized the last two words, then stood up with the corners of his mouth raised high.

Hua, Zhong, Jin?

Mu Tianyin murmured softly, her weak voice also seemed a little soft.

But Mu Tianyin was surprised, how could this man know her name?

It seems that there is something wrong...

When Hua Chongjin heard the girl's soft call, the corners of her mouth raised high.

He stretched out his arms from the red cloak, holding the girl in his arms firmly, avoiding her wounds.

The slender body shrunk into a small ball, covered with blood, and it was softer than he had ever felt before, so light and fluffy that the wind could blow it away.

A strange color flashed in Hua Chongjin's eyes, as well as pain and anger.

Mu Tianyin was in a daze, and the whole person fell into a state of confusion.

The injury on her back was really too serious. Ouyang Fei's full blow hit her body impartially, killing half of her life almost instantly. It was also Fei Fei who found the spirit grass all the way to stop it. Only blood can barely persist until now.

ah?

A strange exclamation exploded, making the dizzy Mu Tianyin recover a little bit.

The flowing water under the waterfall meanders, and on the other side of the stone bridge, stands a burly man, eight feet in length, although his appearance is rough, but there is a bit of rigid handsome between his brows, and his face is correct.

He looked at the situation on the other side, pulled his cheek, and his mouth was directly crooked.

what's the situation?

He was dazzled, is it a woman that Shao Jun is holding in his arms?

Ah, woman!

Take a closer look, hey, isn't this that weird girl?

Hua Chongjin's face turned cold, Wuyi.

With both legs together, the burly man stood up straight and straight. He immediately woke up and came back to his senses. Then he quickly stepped back and stood beside him to make way for his master. However, his face looked so stiff, and it was even more unbelievable. .

Hua Chongjin gave him a cold look, hugged Mu Tianyin and headed towards the bamboo house opposite the stone bridge.

Fatty, who was like a ball of meat, also followed behind the red cloak, running wildly on his legs.

Small, young master?

Wu Yi was stunned, watching the small white-tailed beast with a big slap flashing past his eyes, and then followed quickly.

Kicking open the door of the house, there is a light dust flying out, which is very clear in the sunlight.

The furnishings in the small bamboo house are very simple, the beams are densely covered with cobwebs, and the incense burner on the wooden platform is not only stained with rust, but also has a corner missing. It seems that no one has lived here for a long time.

Hua Chongjin walked quickly to the bamboo couch on one side, raised his hand, and tore off the red cloak tied around his neck, and flung himself on the bamboo couch that was thickly covered with dust.

Only then did he let go and slowly put down the girl in his arms.

Wu Yi took a look, and the mouth that had just closed was crooked again.

Um.

Mu Tianyin's complexion twisted for a while, and cold sweat immediately gushed out from her forehead.

Hua Zhongjin frowned slightly, and stopped moving.

He turned sideways and sat on the bamboo couch himself, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, winding and blooming like an anemone, turning the girl's blood-soaked body over and letting her Lie face down on his lap.

Chi.

Wu Yi took a light breath, reached out and pinched his thigh.

It's over, is he going blind?

It's all hallucinations!

Mu Tianyin grinned her teeth in pain, the color of her bloody back almost merged with the red cloak covered under her body, she was trembling all over, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat, but she still gritted her teeth and did not make a sound.

Where did you find this injury? Hua Chongjin's expression was inexplicably gloomy.

His green eyes stared at her bloody back, stretched out his slender fingers, and gently lifted the cloth shirt stuck to her back.

Blood gushed out of the freshly solidified wound.

His heart trembled, and a ruthlessness flashed in the depths of his green pupils, and then disappeared in a flash.

Don't mess around, move, okay!

Mu Tianyin took a deep breath, bit out every word, her nails were deeply embedded in her palm.

Old Ouyang, You Qingyu, she will get this debt back sooner or later!

But Mu Tianyin only moved her eyes, but she didn't say anything, nor did she answer Hua Chongjin's question.

Hua Chongjin withdrew his hand from behind her, but grabbed her tightly clenched fist, frowned slightly, and opened her hand. Seeing her bloody palm, his tightly locked brow deepened again.

The deeper the injury is, the more dead you will be.

His tone was unprecedentedly solemn, but a little shallow.