My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

Hitting from behind is disgraceful, but I don't care.

As long as he dies, I don't care about anything.

I gritted my teeth and was about to move, when Mo Yuanshan suddenly intervened!

He bumped into me from the right side and pushed me back two steps backwards, but he himself reached out from behind, hooked Yan Jiu's neck and covered his mouth by the way, when I stood still, I saw another One hand slowly lowered, and then I saw a knife that was gradually fading the blood film on the surface.

This knife is short and unremarkable in appearance, but it should be a good knife—my father told me that a sword without blood is a good sword.

The blood on the knife quickly drained away, and the silver-white knife surface was as clean as new, but it did not emit a gleam of light, which was far less dazzling than the snow mountain knife technique in the center of the Black Stone Platform.

"Hush." ​​Mo Yuanshan tucked the dagger into his sleeve with a flick of his wrist, then raised his hand to signal Chapter 2 to silence, and pointed at Song Mingguang's figure with one finger.