Qianxun was so angry that he conjured a silver dagger with his other hand. With a pop, he swiped it hard on the back of the man's neck. The black soldiers behind him all stared at this scene in shock!
Everything happened so fast![
The man screamed, Qianxun didn't kill him with this knife.
But let him die slowly in pain!
"Go to hell and make amends to the good people who died at your hands!"
Qianxun shouted coldly and kicked the man hard, hitting the man's lower body. The man cried out in pain and fell to the ground. He felt as if his neck was broken, but he couldn't die. He watched Qianxun walking towards his brothers.
"This...this bitch is actually a demon!"
One of the big men shouted, and everyone's expressions changed. They were so frightened that they immediately turned around and ran away.
Qianxun stood there with a cold face. He plucked a few leaves with one hand and flicked them gently. The leaves swung like swords, emitting cold light and stabbing at the fleeing men.
Ye Ruoli's sharp sword sank into the tiger's back!
Screaming continuously, the four big men struggled and fell down, dying with their eyes open.
it's all over.
Qianxun turned around guiltily and looked at the old man's body, his eyes suddenly turned red.
"Miss……"
Qianqian was shocked and scared, looking at Qianxun in horror.
Qianxun smiled bitterly, "It's okay, I'll kill them, no one will hurt us."
Qianxun walked up to the old woman and gently touched her with a layer of immortal energy. The old woman whirled and then slowly recognized her.
When the old man saw a pretty woman's face appearing in front of him, and the smell of blood floated in the air, he immediately remembered what had happened, struggled to sit up, and stared straight at the old man's body, tears suddenly falling down his face.
"Old man, he...he's gone, you bastard, how could you leave me alone? How could you..."
Qianxun silently supported her, listening to her crying so hard, and looking at their gray hair, I don't know how deep this kind of love is. In comparison, her man is so unpredictable.
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The old woman cried bitterly. She was not a woman who wanted to die. She silently picked up the medicine and prepared to leave with the old man's body.[