"The Soul-fixing Technique, he was hit by the Soul-fixing Technique!"
Xue Fei screamed in pain and stared at Feng Youran with hatred in her eyes, "Kill him, you murderer, how dare you kill my son, I will fight you to the death!"
After saying this, Concubine Xue used all her strength to pounce on Feng Youran. At the same time, she pulled out the dagger on her body and stabbed Feng Youran fiercely.
However, in front of Feng Youran, she was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and the hand holding the dagger suddenly softened.
Together with her dagger, it broke on the ground.
The ground was dripping with blood, and Xue Fei's hands were cut off immediately. She screamed on the spot and fell to the ground in pain.
Feng Youran, on the other hand, had an expression of indifference. She patted her fingers as lightly as a god and said to Elder Huang behind him: "She dirty my hands, drag her away!"
Elder Huang immediately responded with his hands, dragging Xue Fei, who was full of blood, away from her. Then, he made a sand pit on the ground with his palm and buried Xue Fei in it.
Such a method scared everyone into shrinking their necks.
The Holy Son of the Dark Illusion Palace is indeed well-deserved for his reputation as cold and vicious. He is much crueler than the rumored ferocious Chu Wuyou.
This is true cruelty.
When Xue Fei wanted to kill him just now, he impatiently twitched his fingers, and Xue Fei, an eight-star martial spirit, had her hands cut off.
He was super fast, he only gently clamped Xue Fei's hand and controlled Xue Fei's left hand to cut off her right hand. He then waved the dagger and Xue Fei's left hand was severed.
When Feng Cang saw this scene, he immediately looked at Feng Youran viciously, "How dare you kill the person I want to protect, Feng Youran, do you want to go against our Holy Lady's Palace? Go against my father?"
"Which of your eyes saw me seeing her? I don't offend others unless they offend me. She rushed over to kill me, but I didn't even touch her twice. She died. You can't blame me for this."
Feng Youran blew her jade-like nails gently, looking leisurely and contented.
If you dare to offend him, you will only die.
Feng Cang, on the other hand, firmly believed that he was trying to protect Chang Le. Thinking of this, she became even more jealous and unbalanced.
"It turns out that you were trying to protect that woman, but you openly killed someone for her without mercy. You also decided to kill Cangqi's Prince Jing. Aren't you afraid that Emperor Cangqi will cause trouble for you?"
This soul-fixing technique is much more mysterious than ordinary secret techniques, and generally no one in the world knows it.
The soul-fixing technique is actually an advanced curse technique. As long as a person's curse technique is powerful enough, when someone wants to kill him, if he curses at will, the other party will be hit.
As expected, Chu Changan was tricked.
Rather than saying that he is still alive, it is better to say that he is dead.
If there is no antidote, he will stay here forever. I am afraid that after a few days, he will die of misfortune, or be scorched to death by the scorching sun, or be eaten by monsters.
In short, if Feng Youran dares to attack, he will never come up with the antidote. Therefore, although Chu Changan is not dead, he is already dead.
Chang Le glanced at the lifeless Chu Chang'an, then coldly raised Huijie's eyes and looked at Feng Youran, "I didn't ask you to take action, you did it yourself!"
If she didn't kill the person, there is no need for her to bear these charges, so as not to attract more enemies to herself.
Her original intention was just to teach Chu Changan and the others a lesson, not really to kill him.
When she said this, Feng Youran immediately smiled heartily, "Of course I am the one who killed the person, and I will take full responsibility for it. You don't have to worry, just wait and be your holy concubine!"