The cold fingers tightened, and his neck hurt. The man's face turned red and he couldn't breathe.
"you……"
"Don't you want to die?" Luo Qingfeng said coldly.
Since he won't say anything even if he dies, then let him do what he wants and let him die now!
The man struggled in pain and shook his head.
"I'm scared, I'm scared." He spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse.
Looking at Luo Qingfeng, his eyes were full of fear.
I'm really scared.
He felt that this man's fingers could break his neck with just a little force.
In the face of life and death, how can people not be afraid of that kind of instinctive fear!
Luo Qingfeng saw that he was timid, snorted coldly, and threw the person he was holding in his hands away.
The man hit the ground, feeling dizzy and gasping for air.
How could such a young girl use a fatal move in her first move, leaving no chance of survival?
Compared with those people I have met before, she is even more difficult to mess with!
So why did you just come out to provoke her?
He looked at Luo Qingfeng in panic, asked himself in his mind, and secretly gritted his teeth.
Knowing that this person dares to reveal his identity in the world of gods and humans here, he must be someone who is not afraid of the world of evil spirits.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Tell me." Luo Qingfeng sat on the ground and looked at the person lying on the ground not far away.
Is he going to stay on the ground and not get up?
Meeting Luo Qingfeng's gaze, the man lying on the ground coughed slightly, slowly got up, and sat down imitating Luo Qingfeng's example.
"What, I am a poisonous cultivator."
His voice was very low, and the look he looked at Luo Qingfeng was even worse.
"I want to ask you this?" Luo Qingfeng asked coldly.
"My name is Simu."
Luo Qingfeng didn't speak, just stared at him quietly.
"Do you want to know about the evil spirit world?" He sighed helplessly and could only accept his fate.
The topic has been changed, but unfortunately it has not been changed. This person still has to ask.
"Tell me." See how much he knows.
"Won't you kill me if I tell you?" He had to ask clearly.
"Don't delay any longer." Luo Qingfeng's expression became a little colder.
It's just a waste of time for him to talk about these useless things.
Well……
It was seen.
"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that I have no way to say it. We poisonous cultivators act based on the expression of the evil spirit world. If I say it today, don't say it..."
"Qiang!"
The sound of a weapon being unsheathed was heard, a cold light flashed, and the next moment, a silver sword was recorded on Si Mu's neck.
Si Mu froze, raised his hands, and looked like he was about to cry.
Don't, don't.
"My patience has its limit." She was sitting here, not listening to his nonsense.
His eyes rolled, and just as Si Mu was about to speak, the sword in Luo Qingfeng's hand moved closer to his neck, and blood overflowed from the minor wounds.
Faint pain hit him, and Si Mu closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
Is it really unavoidable?
"I'm telling you, let's just tell you everything." It's already like this, how could he help others keep secrets?
The pressing secret and your own fate are not obvious things.
The corners of Luo Qingfeng's mouth raised slightly, and she stared at Si Mu with eyes that were as calm as an ancient and deep cold pool.
Si Mu looked at her and said with a smile: "Actually, there is no evil spirit world. Didn't your gods and humans world even kill the evil emperor?"
The cold light passed by, Luo Qingfeng stared at Si Mu, and the sword in his hand deepened.