With an evil sneer, Liu Yue whispered in the ear of the Lord of Houjin.
"You...you..." After hearing this, the face of Lord Hou Jin suddenly changed. His eyes almost swallowed up Liu Yue in front of him. His face was full of shock and disbelief.
"Wang'er, pay attention... note..."
Pointing at Liuyue with trembling fingers, the Lord of Houjin forced himself to take a sip, wanting to tell Chen Fei everything, but Liuyue's hands could not support him.
His eyes were wide open unwillingly, filled with resentment, absolute shock, and even more panic that no one else knew, and he couldn't speak now.
He didn't understand until he died, but what appeared on his face was a reluctance that wouldn't be known until death.
"Master Houjin, you too have today." The cold words were mixed with an extremely arrogant look, and Liu Yue snorted coldly.
"No..." Chen Fei, who was tightly held by the leader of the Sixth Hall, his eyes were blood red and his expression was almost crazy.
"Your Majesty..." The confused ministers of the Hou Jin Kingdom were shocked by the sudden reversal of the situation. They all woke up and went crazy.
Their king was assassinated.
"Liu Yue, I'll kill you." The sky was filled with roars. The Seventh Hall Master's eyes were blood red and he rushed towards Liu Yue.
"Hahahaha." A wild laugh burst out, Liu Yue grabbed the light red wedding robe with both hands, tore it open and threw it away, revealing the white robe underneath.
"I was just looking for you." Turning her head, Liuyue locked eyes with the Seventh Hall Master who was rushing towards her. If he didn't come to confront her, she would come looking for him too.
She didn't make a plan a few days ago, not because she didn't have a chance, but because she wanted to kill them openly and openly, and kill the two poisonous sand palm masters of the Houjin Kingdom who had caused Xuanyuan Che so much harm.
In a head-to-head confrontation, who is afraid of whom?
"Master, catch it." A cold voice carried a Yao Qin and quickly threw it towards Liu Yue. Du Yi had already prepared it.
A forward somersault, five fingers clasped the Yao Qin thrown by Na Du Yi, Liu Yue flicked one finger on the strings, and in an instant, countless wind blades shot out.