Just tugged back, covered her eyes with one hand, and pulled her whole body into a slightly cool embrace.
When the faint smell of tobacco came, the thick smell of blood between the noses was obviously much less.
Perhaps no one thought that it was Qin Mo who stopped Fu Jiuhui at this time.
The man stood like that, with long legs and slender legs, a handsome face, and a pure white shirt dyed with a little blood type, but even so, it couldn't hide his natural aura.
That's different from anyone.
If you have to describe it, it's like a well-polished jade, and a hundred ghosts are not invasive.
Especially when he covered the young man's eyes, his low and deep voice was even more so.
"Are you trying to kill him That also close your eyes, it's inflamed, it's better not to see so much blood."
When Fu Jiu heard this, his back was stunned, and he didn't do anything.
She knew that the great god was calming her down.
Fu Jiu did quiet down, his long legs were there, he didn't kick again, and it seemed that he had returned to his usual appearance.
After all, there is an aura on the body of the great god that can make people feel at ease.
That kind of breath is not completely gentle.
It's about too much to say.
However, the few people next to him thought that there was an opportunity, so they thought of taking advantage of this time to sneak attack Qin Mo Qin Mo has never been a master to be messed with, he dragged the young man with one hand, raised his long legs, and kicked those people to the ground fiercely.
One after another There was wind in that action, and there was a domineering spirit.
No one dared to take a step forward.
Especially since one of them was beaten half to death.
I don't dare to be reckless anymore.
Fu Jiu was covered by the great god the whole time, she didn't see anything, but she could hear the sound one by one.
The table was completely shattered.
There is also a place of glass.
Wait until the hand of the great god is removed.
Someone fell to the ground, someone fled in a hurry, and Junko's face was pale without a trace of blood.
Seeing Fu Jiu looking towards her, he trembled slightly, and quickly fled.
It's horrible.
Whether it's a teenager who has been kicking people just now.
Still beating people can't get close to their men.
These two people are terrible Fu Jiu only had time to see the scene of the great god carrying the person with one hand and throwing it to the ground.
This person is even like this?
Even if you are covered in blood, you will give people an orderly courage Inexplicable.
Fu Jiu felt that she seemed to have seen such skills somewhere Between the lightning and flint, an extremely familiar picture flashed in front of him Fu Jiu only felt his heart pause.
Junko didn't even care about running away.
Instead, he raised his eyes and looked towards Qin Mo.
It should be unlikely.
The great god should not have been to the fifth realm But who can say for sure?
After all, such similar skills.
If it weren't for seeing it again, Fu Jiu would almost have forgotten about it.
Just three years ago, she was almost caught by a man.
She didn't see what the man looked like, because the light was so strong that it blurred all vision.
After finishing the last case, she thought that she was fine, she had blended into the crowd, changed her clothes, and even put on a wig, just like every girl who was going to a masquerade, with a purse in her hand, wearing a black hooded robe like a god, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, and she left those policemen behind beautifully.
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