After hearing this, the white-haired old man's face became more and more serious: "Damn it, you are so strong. If you come, all of you will be dispatched. You must kill them tonight..."
"If you want to kill me, fine, I'll bring it to you myself. Let's see if you have the ability to accept it." Before the white-haired old man finished speaking, an extremely cold voice suddenly came through the air, with a sinister tone.
Extreme iron anger.
The white-haired old man's expression suddenly changed, and he stood up with a swish.
The kneeling man in black was also shocked. He clearly ran away from him, so why did he still chase him here?
Not allowing them to question or be surprised, the chilling sound of the piano resounded over the Du Mansion.
There is no tune, just single notes flying one after another.
That's not a lullaby, nor is it a killer music, it's just a murder weapon, a sharp weapon that can take away people's breath.
With a flick of his fingertips, the wind blade rose.
It kills people in its flight, and obliterates everything with a flick of its fingertips.
Liu Yue held the Yao Qin in her left hand, grabbed the strings with her right hand and played it quickly. Wind blades flew out one after another. The men in black came from all directions and fell one after another.
If you want to kill her, let her take their lives first.
Blood splattered everywhere, killing everywhere.
Seeing this, the white-haired old man's whole face twisted into one piece. He looked at Liuyue, dressed in white in the dark night, walking in blood. She was so handsome and angry, but her actions were cold-blooded and ruthless.
"Quick, quick, kill him, kill him." His face was completely distorted, and the white-haired old man shouted while quickly retreating.
Since such a strong person cannot be used by him, he must be destroyed.
If he is allowed to enter the palace of Hou Jin Kingdom, then the strength of Hou Jin Kingdom in the future will be simply...
With this thought in his mind, the person quickly retreated towards the back door.
And Liuyue didn't seem to see him, letting him escape towards the back door.
"Pfft." There was a slight muffled sound, which was the sound of a dagger entering flesh.
As soon as he stepped out of the back door, the white-haired old man stood still. He slowly lowered his head and saw that a dagger was stably inserted into his chest until it reached the hilt.