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Chapter 440 In the process of saving the poor...

Nan Jia rushed towards Mo Xiangyang with a dagger, raised the knife and dropped it, and Nan Jia stabbed Mo Xiangyang's heart with the dagger.

Mo Xiangyang pressed Nan Jia's hand, his bloodthirsty eyes fixed on Nan Jia's eyes.

Mo Xiangyang showed the sharp black claws on his hand.

Nan Jia hurriedly shouted: "F*ck? Survival, help."

Qiushengsheng said unhurriedly: "Exchange with points or treasures."

TMD, at this time, I still want to 'suck my own blood'.

Nan Jia flipped her wrist and transferred the dagger to the other hand.

Nan Jia blocked Mo Xiangyang's sharp claws with her dagger, and she slashed across Mo Xiangyang's sharp claws with her backhand, a stream of black blood gushed out.

Qiu Shengsheng looked at the figure of Nanjia Lisuo, and it glanced at its mouth.

It knew that Nanjia was just trying to trick itself, but luckily it wasn't fooled.

It's just that as a mortal, Nanjia's physical strength slowly declined, and it became increasingly difficult to resist Mo Xiangyang.

Qiu Shengsheng said quietly at the side: "Don't be embarrassed, there is only one way. Do you want to change it or not!"

Nan Jia didn't say a word, she had to work hard for her baby!

Looking at Nan Jia who was about to collapse, the corners of Mo Xiangyang's mouth rose slightly.

Nanjia can't last long.

Mo Xiangyang suddenly threw a mana at Nan Jia, the mana hit Nan Jia, and Nan Jia spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Nan Jia clutched her chest, and stared at Mo Xiangyang resentfully.

Mo Xiangyang approached Nanjia, his voice was faint: "Why are you looking at me with resentment? I love you so much, why do you hate me?"

If it wasn't for the disordered breath in his body, Nan Jia would have yelled at Mo Xiangyang a long time ago.

Nonsense, he is going to use up all his treasures, can he not resent him?
Mo Xiangyang said to himself: "At first, I wanted you to fall in love with me and accept me a little bit. But I tried, I tried again and again, but all failed. Now I have figured it out, since you can't stay If I hold your heart, then I can only keep your people. I will refine you into a puppet, erase your consciousness and memory, and let you stay with me forever."

Thinking of that scene, Bai Mu couldn't help laughing wildly in his heart: "Hahahahaha".

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nan Jia hurriedly threw the dagger in his hand, and the dagger went straight to Bai Mu's heart.

But Bai Mu turned sideways suddenly, and the dagger slashed across Bai Mu's chest, but did not penetrate.

But Nan Jia's behavior completely angered Bai Mu.

"Nanjia!"

A cloud of purple-black mist rose from Mo Xiangyang's hand, and the mist hit Nanjia.

It was a cold male voice interrupting Mo Xiangyang: "Mo Xiangyang, you should want to kill me more, right?"

Mo Yan came from a distance, his footsteps were decisive.

Mo Xiangyang took back the purple-black mist that was drifting toward Nanjia, and stared at Mo Yan with narrowed eyes: "Hahaha, yes, why did I forget you? I'm going to kill you first. But Nanjia looked If you die in front of her, let her give up completely!"

Mo Xiangyang walked slowly towards Mo Yan step by step.

Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia with tenderness and reluctance in his expression.

Mo Yan said to Nan Jia with the shape of his lips: "Run."

Mo Yan felt it was worth exchanging his own life for Nan Jia's.

Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan's smiling face, which was determined to die, and her heart felt sore, and her eyes were slightly hot.

Qiu Shengsheng said at this time: "Nannan, this is the last chance. Do you want to exchange all your treasures for the chance to kill Mo Xiangyang?"

(End of this chapter)