The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

"Suffer to death!"

A stinking roar resounded through the sky, and at the same time, the blood behind it became more intense.

Nan Zhao's slender body was also knocked down by the strong wind generated by the roar, and then he struggled to get up again.

Si Xiang leisurely took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, the smoke lingered around his thin lips, and the sparks from the cigarette butt flickered, especially in the dark night.

Just when he thought he had the chance to win, suddenly, the sparks at the tip of the cigarette he was holding stopped flickering and froze in bright firelight.

Nan Zhao's expression was frozen indifferently when he looked back, and there was supreme arrogance in those deep pupils.

No one knew why he would show such eyes at such a juncture.

Smelly's huge body was only a short distance away from Nanzhao, and was embedded in midair.

The silver moonlight fell on everyone, and thousands of white lights were shaken off from the black and boundless sky.

The crystal-clear ginkgo leaves, like thin pieces of ice crystals, covered the ground lightly.

Above the high-hanging full moon, a phantom flashed across, and while the clothes fluttered, there were silver-white leaves swaying out.

At this moment of suspension, only the phantom moves freely and is not affected.

The bleak and lonely sound of the flute cut through the airflow, sharp and ear-piercing, and spread into every conscious creature.

At the source of the sound of the flute, a slender jade shadow was chased by a beam of moonlight, and the snow-white gauze skirt was waving in the air, with strange steps, stepping out of the same phantom one after another.

Wrapped in a white gauze, covering her face with a white mask, covering her beauty and beauty, only faintly visible are the soul-stirring eyes, whose shape is alluring, but inside it seems to contain thousands of years of cold water .

Her eyes fluttered, and her lonely eyes swept across the small people on the ground.

The long hair flew up in a mess, and there were thousands of silvery white airs, and the slender hands stretched out from the white cuffs, and turned lightly towards the blood moon.

Suddenly, between those slender jade-like fingers, a silver long sword was held.

A cold light flashed, and then her figure turned faintly.

Look closely, east, west, south, north, middle, southeast, east-west, northeast, nine directions, there is a snow-white phantom.

They all hold swords in one hand, forming a huge white ring with the full moon as the standard.

Surrounded heavily on the stinky huge body.

There was another flash of white light, and the Xuesha woman appeared in the air between the nine people's rings.

She raised her jade wrist lightly, flipped it over, and the tip of the sword rushed down, and the nine people also raised it, pointing the tip of the sword at the stinky gray body.

The jade flute sounded, and the sword light fell.

One, two, three.
The sharp sword plunged straight into Smelly's huge body, and in the blink of an eye, nine blood holes had been pierced into its body by nine silver swords.

Fiery donated blood gurgled out, and in an instant, the paused time resumed. When Si Xiang looked up, there was a scene of bleeding profusely, even a large amount of blood spattered on his face.

A fear from the abyss rose in his heart, and he cried out in grief: "No!"

Nan Zhao's eyes were cold, he had already resumed his actions, the Xuesha woman raised her eyes, Nan Zhao looked at her, the corners of her lips curled up, her thin lips were slightly parted, and only one word came out: "Kill."

The Xuesha woman seemed to have been commanded, and with a wave of her long sleeves, the nine phantoms quickly returned to their positions.

boom!
boom!
boom!
With several violent explosions, pieces of flesh and blood were blasted apart, shattered, and turned into bloody water, mixed with gray fluff.

It landed on Si Xiang's body, on his face.

An ancient original magic circle overlapped with the full moon at some point, and at the same angle, it was imprinted in Nan Zhao's deep eyes.

The smelly and bloody appearance made Si Xiang lose his mind, his eyes turned black, and the black air burst out from behind him, absorbing the blood in the air.

A trace of black air turned into a long sword, he soared into the air, and the tip of the sword went straight to the Xuesha woman, who remained expressionless and didn't even move a bit.

The sharp sword pierced her body, but not a single drop of blood gushed out.

"You can't kill me."

The voice was soft and pleasant, but without a trace of emotion.

The strong sense of oppression made Si Xiang panic, and drew his sword back, only to realize that what he stabbed was just a shadow.

And the real body has long since disappeared.

"who are you!!!!"

Si Xiang's eyes were red, and he roared to the sky, ignoring his hoarse voice, struggling feebly.

This was completely unexpected to him. He originally thought that killing Nan Zhao was easier than killing a dog.

But the fact is that his subordinates were blown to pieces by the masked woman who came by the moonlight.

"My name is Mu Qingxue."

As if responding to Si Xiang's question, another void voice sounded in the calm night sky.

Scarlet blood was everywhere, and the air was filled with a fishy and sweet smell.

Si Xiang fell powerlessly to the ground.

Nan Zhao put his hands in his pockets, seemingly relaxed, but his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

In order to save his life, he could only use his trump card and let that woman help him.

She is powerful, but the gestures needed to summon would take too long. If Smelly wasn't so brash this time, and he used a big move when he came up, then he might be the one who turned into flesh now.

Nan Zhao bent over and squatted on the ground, his palms touched the blood on the ground, all the blood and flesh turned into red light and penetrated into his wide palms.

The name of this method is: burning cleansing.

It is his innate ability to eliminate all bloody things.

When Nan Zhao was ten years old, he drove after a bad guy in his car and drove him bloody. He was still a child at the time. Although he had the heart to do bad things, he was timid. My own hand actually sucked all the blood from that person's body.

He was so scared that he didn't want the car, so he ran home.

Later, he slowly explored with his consciousness, and realized that this is an ancient secret technique, and the blood was not sucked into the body, but purified into air, which can be regarded as natural.

Nan Zhao clapped his hands and strode towards Si Xiang, who was sitting on the ground, his eyes glazed over.

When he took a step further, Si Xiang took a step back tremblingly. Although his eyes were dull, his demeanor showed that if Nan Zhao got any closer, he would pee his pants.

"It seems that you are careless, stay away from Mu Lingshang in the future."

Nan Zhao rolled his eyes at Si Xiang, the coward, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and threw it away, and the handkerchief covered Si Xiang's face.

Under the handkerchief, Si Xiang's numb expression suddenly returned to normal, with a faint light shining in his dangerous eyes.

Nan Zhao ran all the way, but when he arrived at the hotel, he still saw Mu Lingshang's angry and anxious face.

"You still know to come?!"

Mu Lingshang saw Nan Zhao running over from afar, so he couldn't get angry, stomped his feet and went up to him, grabbed Nan Zhao by the ear, and twisted it 360 degrees.

"Oh, oh, wrong, wrong."

Nan Zhao reached out to grab Mu Lingshang's hand with a painful face, apologizing repeatedly.

"Humph!"

Seeing Nan Zhao's expression getting more and more painful, Mu Lingshang finally couldn't bear it and let go.

"hiss"

The ear finally escaped from the clutches of the devil, Nan Zhao rubbed it distressedly, and did not dare to complain, but looked at Mu Lingshang apologetically.

"Where's Si Xiang?"

Mu Lingshang pinched her waist and looked behind Nan Zhao, "It's already nine o'clock! If you don't be punctual, he'll be fine. What about people!"

Facing the collective lateness and disappearance of the two of them, Mu Lingshang's already irritable mood was like adding fuel to the fire, and it exploded at once.

"He, he asked me to tell you that he is not coming."

Nan Zhao lied, he concluded that Si Xiang would not show up.

Fortunately, he had already guessed that he would want to get rid of him today, and saved a hand, otherwise it would be really cool.

But he was a little doubtful, his ability was innate, so where did the monster around Si Xiang come from?

According to his understanding, there is only one god in this world, and that is Mu Lingshang's mirror of ten generations. That thing is not a magic weapon that can attack people. According to the records in ancient scrolls, it does not have the ability to create monsters.

It even has the ability to transform monsters into their original form.

However, the scroll of his family was only half, and he didn't know what was recorded in the remaining half.

Looking at it now, Si Xiang must be weird, maybe there is something harmful in his hands.

"If he doesn't come, who will take me to see my father!"

Mu Lingshang was a little impatient, this Si Xiang was real, she didn't tell her which hospital her father was in, and just disappeared by herself, it's really unreliable!

"Just ask him tomorrow, let's discuss the event, or, let's find a restaurant and chat while eating?"

How could Nan Zhao let go of such a good opportunity, now that Si Xiang is unreliable, and he himself doesn't want to believe what that Po Jingling said, instead of listening to other people's arrangements, it's better to change his own destiny!
"Ok."

Mu Lingshang pursed her lips, that's all she could do now.

***
Dihuang Five Star Hotel, room 222.

Liu Yanyan took a bath, put on a mask, and was about to fall asleep listening to soothing songs on the stereo.

At this time, her mobile phone rang, and she fixed the mask on her face, so she could only lift the phone up to look at it.

"Who is calling in the middle of the night."

She wanted to hang up impatiently, but accidentally saw the name she had been thinking about day and night.

"Hey, Si Xiang, it's so late, what can I do for you?" Her voice immediately became shy.

A hoarse and tired voice came from the opposite side.

"Open the door."

Liu Yanyan was startled when she heard the sound, she subconsciously looked outside the door, quickly got up and went over, and opened the door without hesitation.

"what!"

As soon as she opened the door, she was pushed to the ground by a strong arm.

Afterwards, the familiar smell and strong body pressed down head-on.

Her thin lips blocked all her exclamations.

10 minute later.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, Si Xiang came out of the bathroom, sitting on the bed with a cigarette in his hand, smoking slowly.

"Si Xiang."

Liu Yanyan embraced his thin eyes from behind, and rubbed her red lips against his ear on purpose.

"I want you to do me a favor."

Si Xiang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his tone extremely indifferent.

"You said."

Liu Yanyan was extremely happy, she wished that he would be available for her to help at any time.

"Let's bring down the Mu family together."