Under the strange smiling gaze of the man in red, she turned around and slowly walked to the middle-aged man.
He lowered his head slightly and saw an extremely beautiful face.
A face as gentle as jade, with elegant and exquisite facial features.
Although he was at a disadvantage and controlled by others, he still had a calm expression on his face.[
It seemed that even if he was about to face death, he had nothing to fear.
The woman in white pointed her sword at him and said coldly, "A life is worth a life. Since you killed my parents, today, I will kill you to avenge them..."
The calm expression on the man's face suddenly revealed an expression of disbelief after hearing the woman's voice.
Those eyes as black as night were filled with shock.
He raised his head suddenly, and when he saw the face of the woman in white, his eyes widened quickly and his whole body trembled.
"Concubine..."
A soft cry of surprise escaped from his mouth.
"My little concubine, what are you waiting for? Why don't you quickly kill your father-killing enemy..."
The man in red frowned when he saw the girl was startled, and said urging her.
His dark eyes were tinged with a cold color, his red clothes were fluttering in the breeze, and the golden belt tied around his waist was also gently raised.
The woman in white looked at the man in red, with some doubts in her eyes.
I don’t know why, he is obviously her father-killing enemy, but why can’t she kill him?
In his memory, he killed her parents with his own hands. If the young master hadn't saved her, she would have died by his sword long ago.
He is one of the most important people in the world. In order to kill his enemies personally, she practiced martial arts day and night.
In order to one day be able to pierce the sword into his chest with my own hands.
The middle-aged man struggled to turn his head and said with a wry smile to the man in red, "In order to take revenge, you actually used such cruel methods..."
"Gong Qingyue, this is your retribution!"
The man in red looked coldly and flicked his fingertips.
The middle-aged man groaned, raised his head slightly, and then dropped to the ground.[