Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

Anxia turned her head and glanced at the man behind her, "I don't see it, I thought you had a chance in everything."

"You are a special case." Mu Chenyuan looked at her, his deep cold eyes were like an ancient well, under calm, there were ups and downs that only he knew, "I have always felt that you are in the team now, but yours Heart……"

Pausing, staring at her in front of him, Mu Chenyuan slowly tightened the corners of his mouth.

He didn't want to say the following words.

She was afraid of speaking out and tearing through the barrier completely, which made her even more unscrupulous.

An Xia didn't move any more, her smile narrowed with indifference, "What's wrong with my heart?"

She asked.

Cold, without a trace of emotion.

It was so cold that Mu Chenyuan's heart felt like an invisible hand, suddenly gripped.

"It's all about this, why don't you make it clear?" An Xia pressed hard, not giving Mu Chenyuan a chance to evade.

After a while, when An Xia started to feel impatient, Mu Chenyuan spoke.

"...Not in the team. I have always felt this way since you joined the team."

An Xia's vision suddenly turned cold, like a sharp arrow, and he shot straight at Mu Chenyuan who could see through her mind.

"From where do you see, my heart is not in the team."

She thinks that hiding is very good and has never left a trace in front of anyone. How did Mu Chenyuan see it?

After many years of training, all his emotions have never been shown to the face, and even the closest Tianshu and the others can hardly guess and see through him.

Mu Chenyuan, how did he tell?

The feeling of being seen through is pretty bad.

It's tantamount to being caught by someone's fatal lifeline!

The killing intent was faintly born, An Xia's eyes became colder.

Mu Chenyuan was a fighter, an excellent special fighter, how could he not see that An Xia was killing him.

Apart from helplessness, there was another minor injury.

It was her who really didn't believe him.

"You have been hiding well." Mu Chenyuan lifted away, crossed An Xia, leaving her deadly back.

Tell An Xia by action that he didn't believe that she would really kill him.

Leng Jian's eyes swept across his neck. In the end, An Xia did nothing and kept up with him.

"I feel, just feel." Mu Chenyuan walked step by step, hiding the sharp and handsome face in the dark with a bit of bitterness, "You are very hardworking, but you are not hardworking to stay in the team."

"It's more like in order to complete something that is currently incapable of doing it, you must improve your own strength, and choose to join the team and use the team as a platform to improve your own strength."

"Anxia, ​​you may not have noticed it yourself. When you mentioned the team, you didn't have a sense of belonging. You are just a bystander, just relying on the team to improve your strength."

"When one day, your strength reaches the level that you are satisfied with, you will choose to leave without hesitation." Without stopping, walking down the mountain, the cold voice wrapped in the moisture in the mountain, dull and dull, very heavy.

An Xia pressed the corners of her mouth tightly, and the sharpness swept across the end of her eyes.

He was not wrong.

It's all right.

She didn't have a sense of belonging to Xia Guo's team, the biggest feeling was only the trust of Xia Guo's combatants.

This kind of trust, she has never had in the emperor domain.

In the imperial domain, the people who train with her are likely to kill themselves during the next training confrontation.

Xia Guo's fighters will not.

They believe in themselves and are more willing to help themselves,

Kill her?

That is even more non-existent.

It is this trust that makes her very happy.