"Then what should we do? Should we wait here?" Shui Hanbing pursed his lips. No matter whether he was dead or alive, he wanted to see a dead body or a human being.
Otherwise, he would never believe that Yu'er died like this...
"No, someone is here."
Feng Zhiyan's ears twitched, and he could clearly feel that there was a large group of people coming this way...
"Who is here?" Shui Hanbing frowned and looked forward.
"He seems to be a man of iron blood." Xiang Tianmo looked at the turbulent snow and said in a low voice.
"Could it be that this is really the entrance to Iron-Blooded?"
"No, not at all..." Yan Xiaotong shouted, how could he not even feel his brother's breath? There is his brother's breath here, so this is not the entrance to Iron-Blooded at all.
"Haha, there are quite a lot of people here."
While they were arguing, Duan Fengxing had already arrived in front of them. Duan Fengxing looked down at the few people, and finally got off the horse and looked at the few people calmly.
"Duan Fengxing..."
Everyone was surprised, how could Duan Fengxing appear here, but they came to their senses after only half a minute, how could they forget that Duan Fengxing was such an iron-blooded master!
"Tsk tut people are quite complete, it's just that one is missing."
Duan Fengxing's eyes glanced over the situation, blinking his mouth, and his evil eyes emitted an evil light.
"Feng Xing save me..."
A weak voice came from behind Shui Hanbing and the others, and Yan Xiaoyi crawled towards Duan Fengxing covered in blood...
"Xiao Yi..." Duan Fengxing's eyes flickered, and his eyes became gentle, with sadness in them.
"Feng Xing, kill them, kill them." Yan Xiaoyi looked happy and crawled towards Duan Fengxing quickly, speaking vicious words.
"Well, I'll kill them."
Duan Fengxing looked at Yan Xiaoyi who had crawled in front of him, nodded slightly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and revealed an evil smile on his face.
"Bang..." Only a loud noise was heard. Duan Fengxing, dressed in green clothes, stood calmly in the snow, as if what happened in front of him had nothing to do with him.
"Ahem...why...why?"
Yan Xiaoyi looked at Duan Fengxing in disbelief and asked unwillingly, why did he want to kill her?
"You know? You shouldn't do anything to her." Duan Feng walked forward and stepped on Yan Xiaoyi's body, his face as cold as a ghost from hell.
"Haha, Duan Fengxing, let me ask you, have you ever loved me? Am I always her substitute?"
Yan Xiaoyi's eyes were filled with despair. The man she loved was so ruthless. Didn't she already know that? Why did it take so long for her to understand?
How she wished she had never met him, how much she wished.
Yan Xiaoyi closed her eyes in despair, and now she only thought about death.
"Yan Xiaoyi, you are indeed just a substitute, because you will never be as good as her. Haha, do you know your master? I killed your master."
Duan Fengxing didn't want Yan Xiaoyi to live well at all, so he told Yan Xiaoyi a secret he was hiding in his heart.
"Duan Fengxing, you are not a human being, I will kill you..."
Yan Xiaoyi couldn't believe that the man she loved in front of her was actually the enemy who killed her master. The master treated her like his own daughter, but she killed the master. There was no love in Yan Xiaoyi's eyes anymore.
Blinded by hatred and not knowing where the strength came from, he stood up and used all his strength to deliver a fatal blow to Duan Fengxing.