[69 Book Bar - www.] "Where is Xue Wu?" Leng Wuxin didn't waste any words, his dark eyes were filled with coldness, and he asked directly.

"There." Sima Yi lazily raised his eyes and looked at the bronze tripod in the yard.

A sense of badness welled up from the bottom of his heart, Leng Wuxin's strange figure flashed, and he had already arrived at the edge of the bronze tripod.

Inside the bronze cauldron, there are four poisons: scorpions, poisonous snakes, centipedes, and spiders.

These poisonous substances are so densely packed that it is frightening to see them.

At this time, Xue Wu had already changed beyond recognition, her face was blue and purple, her eyes were wide open, and black blood was flowing from the corners of her eyes, mouth, and nostrils, and she was lying motionless among a large group of poisonous insects.

Leng Wuxin saw with his own eyes a female centipede burrowing into Xue Wu's ear.

Centipedes enter the ear, burrow into the human brain, multiply in the brain, and the person will definitely die.

Her heart felt cold, and an endless chill enveloped her.

She just stared blankly at Xue Wu's tragic death. She was so sad that she could no longer shed tears, and her heart was bleeding.

Feng Xiye, who followed, also saw the tragic death of Xue Wu. His face was solemn. It was the first time he saw such Leng Wuxin, and there was worry in his eyes.

"Xin'er, if you want to cry, just cry." Feng Xiye held Leng Wuxin in her arms and comforted her softly.

But Leng Wuxin was as unresponsive as a puppet.

When Sima Yiqing saw this scene, jealousy grew crazily in her heart, her pretty face turned ferocious, and her eyes flashed with a sinister light.

"Leng Wuxin, you took away the person I loved most and made me unable to love you. I couldn't touch you, so I started to attack the people around me to let you taste the pain of loss."

Sima Yiqing's voice made Leng Wuxin wake up from his grief.

Leng Wuxin turned her grief into hatred, and her cold eyes flashed with bloodthirsty cold light. Suddenly, she laughed, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, laughing until tears fell from the corners of her eyes. That was the hell Shura crying sadly for the maid who was more like a relative.

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"Sima Yiqing, if you dare to harm Xue Wu, you will pay with your life."

Leng Wuxin broke away from Feng Xiye's arms, her eyes as deep as the abyss were filled with sadness and coldness, and she approached Sima Yiqing step by step.

The sky that was clear just a moment ago was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and a gust of cold wind blew in Bingqing Courtyard.

At a distance of three feet, Leng Wuxin was about to take action when Sima Yiqing moved faster, took a step back, his eyes flashed, murderous intent burst out, and he shouted loudly.

"Come here, Leng Wuxin wants to assassinate me, let me take it down."

As Sima Yiqing's shouts fell, many soldiers rushed out from the house and outside the courtyard. They were all guards of Beiming Lingyun Palace, and Sima Yiqing's close guards Heifeng and Heisha were also among them.

The guards were guarding Sima Yiqing behind them. They held long swords in their hands, and the sharp blades emitted a cold light, pointing directly at Leng Wuxin.

"You are all from Beiming Lingyun, please get out of my way. I just want to take Sima Yiqing's life today and don't want to hurt innocent people."

Leng Wuxin flicked his wrist, and purple light turned into a sword, which lay horizontally in front of him. His black hair was enchanting, dancing in the wind, and invisible murderous aura burst out from the deep eyes of the cold pool, killing coldly and decisively.

The guards who were confronting him shivered, but they still stood still.

"I will decide Sima Yiqing's fate today. I will count to three. If you still don't get out of the way and protect her to the death, don't blame me for being ruthless." Leng Wuxin decided to give these guards another chance.

"one."

No one moved.

"two."

The cold and frightening voice floated in the Bingqing Courtyard like a note of death.

"three."

Still no one backed away.

Leng Wuxin's eyes were as cold as ice and snow, with purple gleams of cold light. As he swung, a sharp sword energy flowed towards the ground, and the bluestone on the ground was cut in half by the sword.

"Anyone who stands in my way is like this stone."

As soon as the words fell, Leng Wuxin, who was as cold as ice, was moved.

She flipped her wrist, made a swipe of purple light, and the sword light rose across the sky, and she charged towards the guards blocking her with extremely murderous intent.

The dazzling and brilliant sword light was like the wind, stabbing towards those people.

At this moment, Leng Wuxin had no sadness in his eyes, only hatred and madness, complete madness, frantically harvesting the lives of those guards.

"Xue Wu, today my master will spill his blood on the Bingqing Pavilion and use the blood of these guards who did not know whether to live or die to pay homage to you. Don't worry, I will not let that bitch Sima Yiqing go. I will also bear the sins you suffered."

She will suffer the same thing again."

Leng Wuxin's eyes were red, and besides hatred, there was only killing, endless killing.

Half an hour later, blood-colored flowers spread out everywhere on the ground, and a thick smell of blood floated in the air.

Leng Wuxin stepped over the corpses of the guards who died under her sword and walked up to Sima Yiqing.

At this time, Sima Yiqing was completely shocked by Leng Wuxin's murderous aura and bloody look, and was stunned on the spot.

This woman was so terrifying that all one hundred guards were wiped out in an hour, leaving not a single person alive. Even Heifeng and Heisha did not escape death.

"Sima Yiqing, it's your turn now."

Leng Wuxin was full of murderous intent, and the sword tip dripping with blood was coldly pressed against Sima Yiqing's throat. As long as he pushed it forward with a little force, Sima Yiqing's throat would be pierced, and the fragrance would disappear.

"I underestimated your strength today, and now I'm in your hands. I'll kill you or scrape you as you please." Sima Yi held his head high, with arrogance in his eyes, not caring about the sharp sword in front of him.

"Killing you will only dirty my sword." Leng Wuxin snorted coldly. With a thought, the purple light was put away and wrapped around his wrist again.

She moved her feet, stretched out her fingers to point at Sima Yiqing's acupuncture points, and her sinister smile was full of hatred, making her hair stand on end.

"Leng Wuxin, what do you want to do?" At this moment, Sima Yiqing, who could not move, suddenly panicked, and a trace of fear spread infinitely from the bottom of his heart.

"I said, you will suffer the same sins that Xue Wu suffered during his lifetime." The cold words came out, and the cold wind blew around him.

"No, don't, you kill me, you kill me."

Thinking that everything in the bronze cauldron was extremely poisonous, Sima Yiqing screamed uncontrollably, with incomparable fear in his dark and bright eyes.

"I won't let you die happily." Leng Wuxin suddenly laughed wildly, his smile full of sadness.

The laughter suddenly stopped and she whispered.

"Xue Wu, I asked Sima Yiqing to accompany you. You can rest in peace."

As the sound fell, Leng Wuxin raised her inner strength and concentrated it on her feet. She raised her feet and kicked hard, and Sima Yiqing's whole body flew towards the bronze tripod in the yard in a fiery red parabola.

"ah!"

Sima Yiqing screamed in horror and closed her eyes tightly, not daring to imagine or face the next scene.
Chapter completed!