Mo Zhihua's eyes darkened. There was no fighting spirit anymore. Jiang Xiaobai took back his Frost Sword, walked to Mo Zhihua, and said, "We are enemies."
"I know." "You and I are enemies, so it's no problem for you to kill Mu Liufeng."
"Similarly, if we exchange our positions, I may also kill the person you love most. War is so cruel."
"I've promised Mu Liufeng that I won't die so easily, so," said Jiang Xiaobai in silence
"You don't want to be captured?" Jiang Xiaobai said, "Well, since you don't want to be captured by me, let's continue."
"You can't catch me." With a smile, Mu Liufeng disappeared in an instant and Mu Liufeng's corpse also vanished.
Jiang Xiaobai was stunned for a while, and then a smile appeared on his face. "I didn't expect that Mu Liufeng would play an illusion for me in the end."