Qiu Tong didn't move, with a complicated expression, and inadvertently glanced at the two people in the distance. If the master had to die in Nangong Yu, even Nangong Chen and Dongfang Jingao could not stop it.
Qingjun bent his lips, Wuxin, is he really unintentional?
"What do you want to do? Get away! Stop her!" Nangong Yu shouted in horror and kept retreating. For some reason, she felt that the woman in white would kill people.
The guards drew out their swords, and in an instant, eight or nine bright swords pointed at Wuxin, surrounding Wuxin, as if they were swearing to protect their lords.
"It's not worth mercy to die." Wu Xin said coldly, waved his white plain sleeves, and a white fluorescent light shone in a circle.
"Ah..." The swords in the guards fell one after another, their bodies fell to the ground and rolled, screaming endlessly, their skin was red and swollen, and blood was oozing, and then they slowly ulcerated. The symptoms were extremely terrifying and shocking.
The two maids guarding Nangong Yu were so scared that their legs were trembling. They could tell at a glance that the guards were poisoned.
"You, you, who are you?" Nangong Yu took a few steps back. She was really panicked now. What women love the most is appearance. This cheap man actually ruined his appearance?
Wuxin approached step by step, his face cold, as if the white-clothed Rakshasa came out of the bloody field.
"Don't come over, I'm a princess. If you dare to touch me, I will make you all never turn over!" Nangong Yu pointed at Wuxin tremblingly and said viciously.
"This is enough to make you die millions of times."
Wuxin's beautiful eyes shone, and he flashed in front of Nangong Yu. He grabbed his bare hands and flipped hard, and a particularly clear sound of fractures was heard.
"Ah!" A shocking scream, her pretty face twisted, her eyes widened, and she squeezed out tears.
Then with a bang, Nangong Yu was thrown to the ground and rolled twice, his body covered with dust, his hair loose, and his hair was extremely embarrassed.
Jing Ao in the distance was shocked. Wuxin was too cruel. He destroyed the appearance of nine guards and broke Nangong Yu's wrists with one move.
"Chen..." Jing Ao looked at Nangong Chen blankly. He was worried that Chen would kill Wuxin, but at this moment, Chen was motionless and had no reaction. Is Chen too resistant?
Qiu Tong felt nervous and glanced at the distance again. Nangong Chen hadn't come forward yet? Does he think he was unintentional to give up?
"You, don't come over, cough cough, save me, protect you..." Nangong Yu couldn't stand up, his eyes were full of horror, and he kept moving backwards.
The two maids were already scared and collapsed on the ground.
Wuxin kicked a knife on the ground, grabbed the handle of the knife with one hand, and slashed towards Nangong Yu's wrist, and kept slashing towards Nangong Yu's slender neck.
"Ah!" Nangong Yu screamed shrillly, and blood was pouring on his wrist.
"Stop!" Jing Ao kicked a stone and knocked down the knife in Wuxin's hand.
Wuxin looked at the visitor coldly, and only then did Nangong Yu appear with both hands, and he was quite able to hold back.
"Cough cough, wuwu, third brother, third brother, Jing Ao, save me, I hurt so much, my hands..." Nangong Yu rolled on the ground, crying and screaming, his makeup was soaked, his hands were covered in blood, his hair
It was messy, the clothes were covered with dust, and it was extremely miserable.
Jing Ao looked at Nangong Chen who was indifferent. He was in a mess in the wind. Nangong Yu was almost killed. Chen didn't even blink?
"You should meddle in other people's business?" Wuxin looked at Jing Ao coldly. She knew that she was no match for the two, but she still wanted to teach Nangong Yu a lesson!