However, the flower on the street seemed to have expected that the man in black would escape like this. Before the man in black had time to straighten up, his left hand without a dagger was suddenly raised, and the two cold silver needles on his fingertips directly touched the acupoints on the back of the man in black.
The man in black suddenly became stiff, but it was only for a moment.
But in this short time, Mo Shanghua's body was like an arrow from the string. He came forward with a sharp dagger straight at the neck of the man in black.
The man in black had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. When the dagger was about to go around and stabbed his neck from the front, he dodged when the acupoint effect disappeared.
In this way, the man in black's cheek was pierced by a sharp dagger, leaving a deep scarlet gully.
In the face of death, people's physical potential is very likely to be stimulated. Therefore, Mo Shanghua is not surprised. His bloody blade keeps turning and continues to stab the man in black.
Mo Shanghua's figure technique is not like that of the people of the kingdom of God, which is somewhat winding. Her body shape technique is clean and resolute now.
However, after several moves, the man in black, who had some pretty fancy moves, was unable to resist. He was defeated again and again, and was full of flaws.
The flower on the street sweeps the embarrassed man in black tightly, with a bloodthirsty color at the bottom of his eyes. He grabs a flaw of the man in black and busily removes his move. Then he uses a silver needle to fix his weakness again.
The man in black groaned in pain. The big hand holding the dagger trembled. Before he had time to respond, the dagger in Mo Shanghua's right hand rose quickly.
The neck of the man in black suddenly burst into a bloodstain, and the blood gushed out. As the flowers on the street let go, the whole man in black also fell to the ground.
The flower on the street looks down at the body of the man in black on the ground, but there is a slight sneer in the indifferent eyes, and the corner of the lip also evokes a cold radian.
For her, the man in black is not good at martial arts, has no patience, and is not very alert.
Mo Shanghua, under the protection of a large group of people, can even let the man in black sneak in and assassinate him. How can he not be greasy?
It seems that there is more than one person who wants her life.
However, it depends on his ability who has the life to take it.
Under the clear moonlight, the flower on the street is standing with her head down. In her hand, she holds a blood stained dagger which is not consistent with her delicate fingertips. However, the whole person seems to be unaware of it. In her deep eyes, she is indifferent and heartless.
She is a stranger in the light, but I don't know that all her actions today, even a subtle facial expression, are hidden in the house by a pair of sharp eyes.
The man stood in front of a basin of tall green plants in the dark corner, with half of his lower jaw exposed under his broad cloak, and his thin lips gently raised.
Mo Shanghua strides over the body of the man in black and steps back to the bed.
But just as she turned around to sit down, she suddenly felt that there was something behind her. If there was nothing behind her, her eyes fell on her body, like a thorn in the back, which made her extremely uncomfortable.
At the end of her eyes, she scratched a touch of coldness and turned around. The sharp light of her eyes swept every dark place in the room. Two silver needles had been tightly clamped between her fingers.
Maybe he was born keen. After two rounds in the house, he had already locked the cloaker's place. At the same time, the silver needle between his fingers suddenly shot out in the direction of the vegetation.
"Whew At the moment when the silver needle flies out, her whole body bursts up, holding a dagger and the silver needle to sweep back towards the vegetation.
In the deep and unpredictable eyes of the cloak man, there was a look of surprise.
At the same time, the movement of his hand was not idle. Seeing the silver needles flying, he put the silver needles into his palm.
When Mo Shanghua caught a glimpse of this scene, she had no time to recover her strength, so she had to harden her head and stab the dagger at the cloak man's arm.
Such a sudden attack, the cloak man just assimilated the silver needle's power, and easily avoided it.
The flowers on the street fluttered empty. When they turned around in a hurry, they saw the person in front of them. He was covered with a large black cloak, which covered half of his face.
In addition to the only exposed jaw, there are only a few faint but elusive eyes.
It's him again!
Since the last time he sent her back to the dungeon, he had not appeared, but she had felt the needle like gaze in the dark many times.
What the hell does he want?
However, Mo Shanghua was a little surprised. Now when she fought, she really knew that this man's skill was more powerful than she thought. She just Underestimate the enemy!
Four eyes relative blink, Mo Shanghua's heart quickly skimmed this idea, eyes color become serious, foot footwork immediately change, ghost around the cloak man's back, dagger toward his neck hook.
In her heart, she had already regarded the cloaker and the former man in black as her accomplices, so she was merciless and took the key place.The speed is so much faster than just now. It seems that the real strength of this woman really needs to be studied. That's all
In the deep ink pupil under the cloak man's cover, he crossed a bit of dark color. He simply took out the silver needle that had just been caged in his palm, and took the silver needle as a weapon for the time being. He quickly raised his hand to block the fatal blow.
The cold front of the dagger collided with the silver needle. The silver needle didn't know what technique was used by the cloak man. It didn't bend half a minute by the violent impact. Instead, it made a slight Keng sound that was unique to the sword strike.
Then, with a slight turn of the cloak man's wrist, the strength of the flower on the street would not be controlled, and the dagger would go down along the edge of his heart.
On the street, he raised his hand quickly, and the cold silver needle stabbed at the back of the cloak man's ear again.
But just as the silver needle was about to get close to the cloaker's ear, the cloaker immediately raised his hand and grasped her slender but powerful wrist.
The cloaker's hand was so powerful that the silver needles between his relatives' fingers were almost pinched out.
However, Mo Shanghua's reaction has always been very fast. When this hand is temporarily stopped, he does not hesitate to raise the other hand and stab the dagger at the cloak man.
Cloaker has always been deep and unpredictable in the pupil of ink, strange across a trace of interest, look at the flowers on the street with a bit of micro inquiry.
This should be a lady from a big family who has lived in the prime minister's residence for many years. It's not just the intelligence that says that she knows some poisonous techniques and means.
From his observation and hand in hand, we can clearly see that this woman's martial arts skills are clean, resolute and quick to respond.
It seems that they should be professionally trained, militarized or top secret guards.
A lady from a big family has received such professional training. He is really more and more curious about his future wife.
Such a smart and interesting person will have more fun in the future, won't he?
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