Kill him?
Mo Yuan frowned.
If what that fellow had just said was true—that Qin Luo had worked with him to kill the Ghost Emperor of the Ninth Legion—then if Qin Luo killed Nightmare Shadow now...
The lie would collapse on its own.
Qin Luo carried his sword and slowly walked toward Nightmare Shadow, making Nightmare Shadow's heart leap into his throat.
He stared fixedly at Qin Luo and asked, "Why?"
Everything Qin Luo had done was far too unreasonable.
Hadn't they just worked together to save him?
Now that they held every advantage, why was Qin Luo turning on him instead? It made no sense at all.
If Qin Luo wanted to conceal something, he could have attacked him when he had exposed Qin Luo's identity earlier.
But Qin Luo had not...
Nightmare Shadow felt as if his mind were about to explode.
"Why?" Qin Luo gave a mocking laugh.
"Why do you think? We were enemies to begin with. Isn't it perfectly reasonable for me to come kill you?"
"You're serious?" Nightmare Shadow glared at Qin Luo, as if trying to determine whether his words were true or false.
At the same time, he sent a voice transmission to Qin Luo.
"What are you doing? Hurry and have your subordinates attack. We'll surround and kill these fellows together."
Qin Luo did not send him a voice transmission. He merely carried his sword and slowly approached Nightmare Shadow.
At this point, Nightmare Shadow could finally be certain of one thing: Qin Luo was serious.
Qin Luo truly wanted to kill him.
"Good, good, good!" Nightmare Shadow laughed in extreme fury.
"This is getting more and more interesting."
"I no longer want to figure out what your purpose is."
"But I do know one thing. A petty man like you,