Ai Muli's eyes were fast and his feet were fast, his body was staggered, and as soon as he stood firm, he raised his leg and kicked it backwards.

Bei Chenjue flashed by the sword, and a strange look passed through Ai Muli's bloodthirsty eyes, and she flashed to him like a ghost.

With his arms raised, the shiny dagger immediately broke through the dull air, like lightning, carrying the sharpness and murderous aura of thunder, and roared towards him.

Bei Chenjue was frightened and his pupils spread. He flashed and wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

"Ah!" With a roar of pain, Bei Chenjue's eyes were stunned, his face turned cold and his face turned blue.[

It was so close that he had no time to react that he could only see blood gushing out from his right arm like a fountain.

The bright red blood stains were flowing out on the ground, and a long trace was so dazzling and so frightening.

"Come here, there is an assassin..." Seeing that he was no match, Bei Chenjue opened his mouth and shouted again.

But no guards rushed in, and all the guards guarded outside stood there without moving.

Ai Muli's eyes were cold and the corners of her mouth curled up evilly: "Your Majesty wants to fight. I don't mind fighting with you again, indicating that no matter how loud the fight sounds of us are, no one will disturb you!"

As she said that, she looked at her eyes and stood in the dark night.

Baili Shangxie didn't come in with her just now, but went to deal with the guards around him. Now the rows of guards standing have all been lit by him. How can he come in?

Bei Chenjue also followed Ai Muli's gaze and saw Baili Shangxie standing in the dark night.

Baili Shangxie was completely hidden in the dark night. Although Bei Chenjue couldn't see his appearance clearly, he could feel that his eyes that were brighter than the dark night were filled with a sense of domineeringness and evil spirit.

Moreover, the powerful aura and terrifying momentum on him exuded made him feel suppressed and breathless.

He was injured and pale. Bei Chenjue endured the huge pain, looked at Ai Muli, and threatened with gritting teeth, "Don't you want your other half of the ice and snow flames anymore?!!"

Upon hearing this, Ai Muli laughed loudly, laughing so hard that she was full of charm and charming.

"Your Majesty, you are right. I really don't want the ice and snow flames anymore!" Ai Muli's mouth slightly held, with sarcastic sarcasm.

He glanced at his gaze with a smile, except for contempt, but also for disdain.

Bei Chenjue trembled all over when he heard that he was shaking, holding the long sword in his hand tightly, and trying hard to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

"You, you, Ai Muli, what do you want?" He fell to his seat after being injured. The cold dragon throne restored his reason a little, so he pretended to be calm and looked at Ai Muli.

Ai Muli smiled enchantingly, "What do I want? Your Majesty, I should ask you, Your Majesty, what do you want? How can I let my brother go!"

Bei Chenjue's deep eyes were filled with strangeness, staring at Ai Muli who was close to him, and suddenly burst into laughter.

The uneasiness in his heart disappeared, and in a moment he felt that he had seized the initiative again.[

Ai Muli's expression remained unchanged, and she still looked at him with a charming smile, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

The voice was more like it was coming from the thousand-year-old cold pond, with charming and seductive lips, and gently said: "I think the emperor should know, what I want now!"
Chapter completed!