"All women in the world want to marry me, so in order not to hurt their hearts, I have to let you down!"

Bai Mo put his fingers together on his forehead and made a flying gesture, "Shao Di, if you don't want the news of your pretending to be sick to be leaked, you might as well consider my suggestions, bye~"

After saying that, she jumped lightly, jumped onto the white carved railings of the balcony, and jumped off the highest floor of the Athena Hotel.

When Jun Xian wanted to step forward, the Purple Angel began to launch a long-range shooting, not only to cover Bai Mo's escape, but also to snipe Jun Xian and harvest the lives of those who were not killed by Seraph.

Unfortunately, the Purple Angel's long-range sniper was useless after Jun Xian entered the room.

"fk!" Zi Angel cursed in English in anger.

-

Athena Presidential Suite.

The Italian crystal chandeliers were dazzling, the broken glass on the snow-white carpet, the down quilt that was shot on the French palace bed, and the white down scattered on the ground were gone.

If the Seraphic platinum mask on his hand was not really there, anyone would have suspected that this was a dream.

Junxian played with Seraphite mask.

If Bai Mo was here, it would definitely be strange—

The man's hand clearly touched the red Manzhu Shahua's side, but his expression was calm, as if there was no poison in the underworld.

"Half-faced angel, half-faced demon..." Jun Xian murmured to himself: "Fallen angel!"

At this moment, a figure came quietly behind Junxian like black smoke.

Jun Xian seemed to have eyes on her back. At the same time when the black shadow came behind him, she asked, "Is she a Seraph?"

“It should be.”

This person is the Dragon Gate Ace Killer, code name: Dragon King.

Jun Xian frowned, obviously not very satisfied with the ambiguous uncertain answer of "It should be". His breath sank.

Seeing this, the Dragon King hurriedly said, "The Purple Angel is here, and this woman is undoubtedly Seraph."

Is that true?

Jun Xian lowered his eyes, but his eyes fell on the Seraphic mask inadvertently.

The lifelike Manzhushahua, the bloody flower blooming in the underworld on the road to hell, bringing the gorgeous and deadly beauty of death.

Seraphic sign.

But it is completely different from the imagined Seraph...

At this time, the Dragon King spoke, interrupting Junxian's Si Cen and said, "Mr. Emperor, why don't you leave the Seraph? She is the one who came to assassinate you and hurt you."

This sentence is full of murderous aura.

This "stay" means leaving your life behind.

The Dragon King didn't understand. He could have done the Seraphite just now, but Master Emperor made a gesture to him, not only asking him to retreat, but also asking him to inform the bodyguards outside not to come in.

Otherwise, the two of them had been in the stalemate for so long, and they immediately discovered that the abnormal bodyguards had already broken into the door. How could they watch the Seraph escape?

Jun Xian raised his eyebrows, spoke proudly and strongly, and said, "Do you still need to teach me when I do things?"

The Dragon King naturally said he didn't dare.

Jun Xian touched his neck, and the blood had already dried up. At the same time, a cold dagger appeared in his hand. The handle of the dagger was inlaid with colorful glass gems, and the bright light was shining.

This is Bai Mo's Langhuan dagger.

Jun Xian remembered the Dragon King’s question just now and curled the corners of his lips.

Why didn't you kill Seraphites as soon as possible?

Maybe it's curious.
Chapter completed!