"So not afraid of death? Are you brave enough to sacrifice?"
Yun Luo raised his eyebrows with interest and looked at it slowly.
The two female assassins are not very old, and they look like they are in their early twenties. Even though they are covered in cold sweat in pain and their faces are hideous, they cannot hide their beautiful appearance.
The two people's eyes seemed to retreat, and they stared at Yun Luo fiercely, without any fear of death in their eyes.
Yun Luo suddenly smiled.
She knelt down and looked at the two women who were in so much pain that they couldn't get up with a smile, "You don't really think that because you just want to die, I don't know who your master is, do you?"
The two female assassins trembled, and their screams became even more harsh.
They seemed not to have heard Yun Luo's words and were struggling painfully on the ground, leaving behind mottled blood stains.
Yun Luo frowned slightly.
These two people are actually tougher than she thought.
Moreover, he has a strong pain tolerance.
The pain of being possessed by a puppet vine makes ordinary people cry for father and mother after being exposed to it. Although these two people also screamed miserably, they wanted to die and had no intention of confessing and being lenient to save their lives.
Or maybe they knew in their hearts that if they fell into Yun Luo's hands, their chances of survival would be slim.
Yun Luo thought and controlled the puppet vine to stop first.
The severe pain in the body, like a thousand cuts, suddenly disappeared, and the two women in black immediately collapsed on the ground, panting rapidly, as if they had just been fished out of bloody water.
The puppet silk began to destroy from within the body, and a large number of blood vessels were drilled, causing severe internal bleeding.
Blood drops continued to seep out from their pores, mixed with cold sweat, and soaked throughout their bodies.
The lips of the two women in black were almost bitten, and their eyes full of hatred and anger were staring directly at Yun Luo, with a posture of death and destruction.
"Bitch, kill us if you can!"
"Don't even think of asking a single word from us, we won't say anything!"
"Yes, you killed us!"
Yun Luo ignored their shouts and provocations, but looked at them with interest: "You know? Your eyes and attitudes make me feel very familiar, as if I have met them many times before..."
"..." The two women in black shut their mouths instantly, but the hatred in their eyes became even stronger.
"That's right, it's this look, as if I have committed some heinous crime and you want to chop me into pieces and scatter my bones into ashes."
Yun Luo raised the corners of his lips subtly, and said with a hint of a smile: "But in the past, other people in your group would at least cover up, unlike you who had it all written on their faces."
"What, are you sure that your identity will not be revealed? So you don't bother to cover it up in front of your Majesty?"
Yun Luo's voice was not loud, and there was a subtle smile in his tone.
However, as soon as the word "Jun Shang" came out, it was like thunder.
The expressions of the two women in black suddenly changed.
Their pupils tightened unconsciously, as if they wanted to look at Jun Wuchen, but then stopped abruptly, gritting their teeth and holding on: "Don't talk nonsense here!"
"Your Majesty, we have never heard of it!"
"Bang bang." Yun Luo raised his hands and applauded with a look of admiration, "Sure enough, the people from Xianle Palace are capable of bending and stretching. They can grovel before the emperor during the day, but turn their backs and deny others at night."
As she spoke, she turned her head with a smile and looked at Jun Wuchen teasingly: "Your Majesty, what do you think?"