A Mo was still smiling at him, but his eyes were already looking between his arms: "Or it might be that you used both hands?" She stretched out her little hand, and the sword of the sky-killing sword in her palm slowly flashed.?

The hairs on Ye Tianli's body were almost standing up!

He looked pale: "Amo, I don't mean to harm Nianmo..."

Amo's voice was cold: "If you are harmful to him, do you think you can still live?" He actually dared to abduct people in her strange palace! He also kidnapped the treasure she cared about the most!

She pointed at Ye Tianli with a slant pointing to the tip of her sword: "I am patient. If you don't answer, I will only choose it myself..." If she asked her to choose, he would not be able to save both arms!

Ye Tianli knew that he could not escape today, so he had to stretch out his right arm with one heart: "Use it..."

Just as the two words of his words were said, a wind blew over and his arm suddenly hurt—

He opened his eyes sweating profusely, and saw that half of his right arm had disappeared, not being cut off, but being evaporated...

Blood surged from the broken mouth, and cold sweat came out on Ye Tianli's forehead. The pain of the Zhutian Sword Sword was hurt and scratched the heart and liver. He raised his hand to point the acupoints to stop the blood flow, but the pain almost made him unable to stand.

He looked at A Mo with a tragic expression, not believing that she would treat him so coldly.

"Amo, you are so cruel!" he whispered.

Demons are demons. No matter how good they have been to her, as long as you are sorry for her once, you will be subject to the most tragic revenge!

Although he had only had one arm cut, the sword injury of the Zhutian Sword was not something he could resist. If there was no antidote, he would not have survived for three days!

His temperament was also rebellious, and he didn't want to ask her for help. He smiled miserably: "Amo, take care of yourself." He turned around and was about to leave.

A small green bottle suddenly flew to his feet, and Amo's voice came from behind her: "This is the antidote!"

Ye Tianli was stunned, subconsciously grabbed the antidote bottle, held it tightly in his hand, and looked back at A Mo with a complicated look: "A Mo..."

Amo only replied to him one word: "Get out!"

Ye Tianli dared to say anything else? He hurriedly grabbed the bottle of antidote, lowered his head and said thank you, and staggered away.

A Mo looked at the tip of the sword that was still dripping blood, his eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Mom!" A small figure rushed out and hugged her legs directly.

Amo put away his sword and looked at the little man under his feet. The little man's face was flushed and his eyes were watery. He could not bear much pain at first glance.

A Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and picked him up, touched his head and then touched his feet, and finally felt relieved if he was sure there was no external injury at all. She was still a little puzzled: "You look very good. The man just now pulled his throat outside and called you, why don't you answer?"

Shen Nianmo snorted: "He is the bad guy who caught Nianmo! I just don't speak, just to make him die of anxiety outside!"

A Mo: "..."

The little guy is so young and so black-hearted!

The treasure in his arms was lost and regained, and he was soft and tender in his arms. A Mo hugged him and felt a little reluctant to let go. But what if he couldn't bear it anymore?

It's not hers after all, it's not hers...

When she looked up, she saw Shen Jiuli leaning against the palace gate, her eyes were looking at her like an unpredictable sea, and there seemed to be a gentle flowing under her eyes.

The wind raised his clothes, setting off the vermilion palace gate behind him, like a picture.
Chapter completed!