The girl's expression suddenly stopped, watching Ling Luoyu's pupils shrink.

"what did you say?"

Ling Luoyu knew in his heart that his own words were tantamount to poking her pain points and dead spots.

However, he also pretended not to know anything, still with the same expression.

"What? Don't you mean, you... Don't you think like a 13-year-old girl? Am I wrong? The ordinary teenage girl, under the care of her parents, don't say anything. You are so sinister and cruel, you don't even know what murder is, but what about you..."

Her gaze fell on the girl's hand, as she watched her holding the dagger, her eyebrows were quietly raised.

"Look at you...what you look like now, how do you look like a 13-year-old girl... no wonder Mo Xuanchen doesn't like you..."

Mo Xuanchen in the dark:...Ling Luoyu, this is the sore spot that clearly wants to poke the girl! !

Sure enough, Ling Luoyu's words directly tore through the girl's last fig leaf.

"Bane=people, you...you dare to mention this, I...I killed you..."

The dagger rose suddenly and slammed towards Ling Luoyu.

"what"

As for Ling Luoyu, he screamed exaggeratedly, holding his head in both hands, instinctively shrank into a ball.

At the moment when the girl's dagger was about to pierce, a figure flashed, and Mo Xuanchen appeared in front of the girl.

The gust of wind flashed and the hair flew.

The cold black eyes concealed in the hair turned cold and cold light at that moment.

"Uncle Mo..."

The girl's hand froze suddenly.

The dagger was held up high just like that, motionless in the air, and stopped in front of Mo Xuanchen, only a few inches from his chest.

"...You, why are you here?"

The corners of Mo Xuanchen's lips faded with a faint arc: "I still want to ask you, why are you here?"

"I"

"What are you doing?!"

"I"

The girl was speechless, looking at Ling Luoyu on the ground with some bewilderment.

Next second...

"Ding!"

The dagger suddenly fell to the ground, and the girl's original shocked and panicked eyes disappeared. Instead, it was panic and fear.

"Uncle Mo, you are finally here... the girl is going to be scared to death, she... that woman, she still wants to kill me..."

Tears rolled down, like beads with broken threads, falling ticking.

"If it weren't for me...I was on guard this time and snatched her dagger over, I...I must be killed by her again...Woo..."

Ling Luoyu was speechless: "..."

It is estimated that every person who travels through the rebirth is a master of the celebrity level.

This line, this emotion, and this little tears that fall at the right time, tusk tusk...

Really! !

Too many tears will affect the beauty.

It is difficult to arouse the sympathy of bystanders.

Only the kind of people who are not too much, just the right kind, can make the audience have emotional resonance.

At this point, the girl did an excellent job.

To tell the truth, even Ling Luoyu is willing to bow down.

... This woman, wouldn't she be in the entertainment industry in her previous life?

Otherwise, how could this emotional grip be so good! ?

With the MMP in her heart, the girl remembered something again, quickly picked up the dagger on the ground, wiped her tears and handed it to Mo Xuanchen.

"If Uncle Mo doesn't believe me, you can take a look at this dagger...this dagger, she brought it..."