After saying that, he took back the foot that was on her hand and kicked her out of the door: "Get out, don't dirty my room!"
Qin Caiying fell to the ground and got up staggeringly. There was a trace of fear in the panic. She had changed. This fool was so cunning. A cold light suddenly flashed under her eyes.
Yue Wushuang cannot stay, and she absolutely cannot live in this time!
"Old woman, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. If you want to kill me, it will be impossible in this life, because the cat has turned into a tiger. It only takes one bite to bite you to pieces." Wushuang Qing bent down coldly.
, pinched her chin with his fingers, and warned sternly: "Don't challenge my patience, otherwise I will make you disappear from this world, and you won't even be able to become a ghost!"
Qin Caiying pushed her hand away fiercely. The fear in her heart continued to rise. A cold wind blew behind her, causing her to subconsciously tighten her clothes.
"Young Master Yue Wushuang used words to scare me, thinking that I am scared. I will not be afraid of you. I could frame you in the past, and I can still do it now!"
It is said that the stubborn ducks have a tough mouth. It is not true at all. She is obviously very scared, but she has to pretend to be unyielding. She really doesn't know when there have been so many fierce women...
"Then why don't you try it?" Wushuang said, taking out a sharp knife from his waist: "Tell me, what would it look like if it was scratched on the face?"
Wushuang chuckled, and the knife gradually came closer to Qin Caiying's cheek. The gleaming blade revealed a trembling chill.
Qin Caiying's heart trembled. That chuckle made her whole body tremble. Her body kept retreating, her face turned horribly pale: "You...you dare"
"Haha..." Suddenly Wushuang laughed, and then he retracted his smile, with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes: "Do you want to know what I did before I was alive?"
Qin Caiying was so surprised that she didn't notice Wu Shuang's words and asked tremblingly: "What...what?"
Wushuang grinned, his eyes revealed an irrepressible devilish aura, and his voice was so soft that it seemed to carry the smell of the abyss of hell, making people shiver all over.
"Killing, killing all the time, the smell of blood is my favorite, especially the struggle before death is my favorite expression..." She said, her blurred eyes seemed to be recalling that scene.