The two exchanged glances before walking up to those black-clothed people, who were hissing and howling continuously, with apathetic gazes.
With a wave of her fingers, Qiao Mu pulled out a blue talisman, flicking it at a person on the ground.
After a bright blue light flashed, that person jolted abruptly before suddenly turning silent.
"Who ordered this assassination?" Qiao Mu interrogated in a chilly voice.
The assassin rolled about on the ground once before opening his mouth and saying, "Second…"
Suddenly, Qiao Mu felt her body lighten, while Mo Lian reacted swiftly and flung out a ball of fire that encapsulated the assassin's whole body. At the same time, he swiftly retreated backwards while carrying his Qiaoqiao.
"Boom!" The assassin just self-detonated without warning within the ring of fire that Mo Lian had laid down!
What was going on? Qiao Mu's eyes widened abruptly, and she turned to look at the solemn-looking Mo Lian, whose body was still tense.
