Rebirth of the Bitch [Transmigration Book]

With a bang, the sound of bones hitting the ground was a bit dull.

Under the boundless sky, the pitch-dark curtain, and the messy bloody battlefield.

The noble inheritor of the demon royal family, the number one general, lowered his head, as if suffering from unbearable pain, knelt down on his knees, hugged Mu Yu's legs reverently and desperately, trembling all over.

"It's all my fault, it hurts, right? Xiao Yu, don't cry, it's all my fault, these are all my faults..."

Mu Yu stood motionless, Fengyan was trembling, tears streaming down her face.

"Please, I can't live without you," the slender fingers were a bit longer than Mu Yu's, but they were very slender and beautiful, but now, as if they were dying, they grabbed the hem of Mu Yu's clothes, knuckles It is clear that the great force is as terrifying as bones.

Mu Yu's face was as pale as paper, but the wound was bleeding but it was extremely ferocious.He looked at Fengyan fixedly, relaxed a little, as if all his pain was transferred to others to bear, so he raised his hand and gently stroked Fengyan's head.

"I'm fine."

After speaking, he passed out.

Fengyan was startled and stood up calmly, took him into her arms, closed her eyes in pain, and kept mumbling and begging humbly.

At this moment, it seemed that someone had predicted it from the very beginning, so he deliberately wore light-colored ordinary clothes without any defensive power, and then came up and got a blow, which led to the massacre.He told people to run away, and he directed and acted the show himself.

Qi Mu stood still.Sit on the sidelines.

Looking at Fengyan, it took him a long time to be convinced that this person could never be the Venerable.

I was excited just now, will the person who came here be the Venerable?

Why do I believe that the person who comes must be the Venerable?

What am I looking forward to... What am I thinking?

When Fengyan left with Mu Yu in her arms, she suddenly found the fish that slipped through the net, and without hesitation, a murder came in an instant.