There was a sudden wailing in the house of the Protector General. The situation was completely one-sided. No one survived the 'wind-cutting sword', and some people died before they even had time to shout. But there was always a smile on Jiao Xiaoliu's lips.
, if Ke Xin was here at this time, he would never doubt the authenticity of Jiao Xiaoliu's "ghost seeing sorrow".
The guards of the general's palace retreated steadily. Compared with money, life is more important. Jiao Xiaoliu smiled bloodthirstyly and licked his lips, "It feels good to fight in a group. I haven't beaten so happily in a long time..."
At this time, it is not an exaggeration to say that the General's Mansion was filled with blood. Even Mo Yu and Mo Lan, who had been watching, were covered with blood on their clothes. Not to mention Jiao Xiaoliu, not only his clothes, but also his face was covered in blood.
Coupled with her signature smile, it looks even more terrifying.
Mo Yu yelled, "I will fight with you, general..." Mo Lan tried to hold Mo Yu back but it was in vain.
"Well done..." Jiao Xiaoliu turned over like a kite, made a feint with his left hand, and thrust out the 'wind-cutting sword' with his right hand...
Silence, deathly silence. Even Mo Lan was stunned because Jiao Xiaoliu's sword was already pressed against Mo Yu's neck. Mo Yu looked at the cold sword pressed against his neck in surprise, and then looked at
Looking at Jiao Xiaoliu with a smile on his face, he was defeated with just one move? Mo Yu didn't know what expression to make at this time, it was all too unacceptable for him.
"When I killed Situ Chang, I only used one move." Jiao Xiaoliu said slowly.
Mo Lan took a deep breath, and there was a dagger in his hand, which was pressed against his neck, "Miss Jiao, everything happened because of me. Mo Lan is willing to give a life for a life, please let me go."
My eldest brother." Mo Lan didn't know how he said these words. He just suddenly felt that he was very small in front of Jiao Xiaoliu and that he was not worthy of her at all.
Jiao Xiaoliu narrowed his eyes, suddenly spun around, jumped over the height of the roof, and swept out the 'wind-cutting sword'. Immediately there was a muffled sound. "Is it finally here?" Jiao Xiaoliu was covered in blood, holding a '
"Wind-cutting Sword". If Feng Qianchen was like Shura from hell that night when it snowed heavily, then Jiao Xiaoliu was like Yaksha at this time, making people feel cold all over for no reason.
"Hahaha..." A burst of sinister laughter came, "So it turns out that 'Ghost Sees Sorrow' performed this play to attract the appearance of our sect leader?" A voice broke through the air, and there were already many people in the courtyard of the General's Mansion.
A strange man wearing a cloak and covering his face appeared, and what was even more terrifying was that there were several gray and white snakes wrapped around his body.
Jiao Xiaoliu opened her eyes and tried to keep her gaze elsewhere. Although she was prepared to see such a thing before coming to the general's mansion to cause trouble, she still couldn't help but get goosebumps after seeing it. "I
You came here purely for your own personal anger, you are worrying too much! Who do you think you are, worthy of my troubles?"
"Hahaha..." There was another burst of eerie laughter. At this time, Jiao Xiaoliu felt that the sound of the ghost-faced man's metallic friction was ten thousand times better than this sound. "That's right, I wouldn't kill so many people for just a few people.
innocent people…"
The person who claimed to be the sect leader suddenly whistled, but Jiao Xiaoliu trembled all over. This whistle was like the snake king in the 'Zangzhen Pavilion' commanding the snakes to move!
