Listening to the man's words, Feng Yiyue felt dizzy in her mind.
These swords once belonged to my mother.
Her mother left the two swords to her, but the man in front of her now said that the owner of the two swords asked him to kill her.
How is this possible?
Why would my mother let someone kill her?
"Stop talking nonsense!" Feng Yiyue shouted coldly, with surging anger in her eyes.
"You are free to decide whether you believe it or not."
Lu Zhaoxing, who was hiding aside, was simply dumbfounded. In the past few years that he had been with Feng Yiyue, he had never known that Feng Yiyue was so skilled.
Especially the pair of knives can be used so neatly.
Watching the two fighting, Lu Zhaoxing was extremely glad that he had not angered Feng Yiyue, otherwise he might have been used as a sacrificial knife by Feng Yiyue.
"Feng Xinwan taught you very well, but you are of low blood, otherwise it would be great to leave her here." The man admired Feng Yiyue very much.
The contempt in his eyes before was long gone.
Hearing what the man said, Feng Yiyue clenched her swords tightly.
"My blood is low? Who does that bitch think he is, a relative of the emperor or a high-ranking god? I don't think his blood is dirty, but he dares to think my blood is low?"
After saying that, Feng Yiyue took action as if she was desperate for her life. This suicidal style of attack made the man a little confused.
Feng Yiyue is not like this in terms of intelligence.
According to the information he got, Feng Yiyue was restrained and steady, which was completely the opposite of her now.
Right now, this Feng Yiyue is almost crazy.
"You were sent by that man, right? This flowing fire belongs to him, right?"
The man saw overwhelming hatred in Feng Yiyue's eyes.
Feng Yiyue really didn't expect that after provoking Feng Xinwan, he would despise Feng Xinwan's low blood. No matter who this man was, she would definitely find him and kill him if she spent her whole life!
The man's arm was accidentally cut by Feng Yiyue,
The short knife was pulled downwards, and the leather gloves were also scratched. A cluster of fiery red tattoos on the back of the man's hand suddenly came into view.
Feng Yiyue was stunned for a moment, and what Lu Zhaoxing said just now flashed through her mind.
The person who told Lu Zhaoxing about her relationship with the Tang family also had a cluster of fiery red tattoos on the back of his hand...
In the flash of lightning, Feng Yiyue thought of many things in her mind.
It turned out that that person knew about her existence from the beginning.
The reason why there was no movement in those years was because in his eyes, she was just a mediocre waste.
But even so, he didn't want her to have an easy time, so he revealed her identity to Lu Zhaoxing and let Lu Zhaoxing plot against her.
It can be said that he is trying to destroy her step by step.
Now it seems that she was in the game from the beginning.
My mother has always been careful to avoid it, telling me again and again to avoid the sharp edges and be an ordinary person who does not compete or compete.
She thought she could escape this way, but she didn't know that no matter whether she was a mediocre person or a genius, she could not escape this situation.
The so-called noble person will never allow the dirty blood in his eyes to remain.
There is no threat to him, he might be merciful and let her live longer and die slowly.
