said."Then you'll die." Luo Xiangling's eyes were slightly red."Then die, die at the hands of King Luo. It wouldn't be a wasted journey." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.He looked into Luo Xiangling's bright...But Mo Xiaoyu, seemed to have an intuition, she didn't step back.

Looking at the figure before me, clad in white robes and with white hair, wearing a mask.

For some reason, she just felt that he wouldn't hurt her.

"What is your name"

A pleasant male voice came, making it sound like he wouldn't be a bad person.

“I… I’m Mo Xiaoyu.”

"is a non-staff member of Emperor Court."stinging pain on his skin, as if needles were pricking him.Like a “kill” character, it embodies the essence of the way of killing."With the King of Assassins' one strike, perhaps it could also transfo...