Holding the Han Yue Knife in his hand, Qiqi squatted down. He originally planned to squat, but because he was really tired, he had to slightly support his body, bent his feet and sat straight to the ground.

The Wuming, who had long realized that she had taken off her robe before she sat down, had spread to the ground, and when Qiqi sat down, she was sitting on his robe.

She didn't thank her, and there was something she said without saying anything. After sitting down, she felt much more relaxed.

She poked her long finger and landed on the woman in black. She raised her right wrist with her right hand and the sword flashed. The woman's clothes had been divided into two by her.

The Hanyue Knife cut so thoroughly that even a faint blood mark was cut on the woman's chest and stomach. However, because the person who used the knife accidentally took her life, the wound was just a flesh-like wound, and it was not a big deal.

But after the knife continued, the woman's clothes were completely open. The men standing around, including Qin Feng and Wuming, and Xiao Ran, who were standing not far away, all immediately turned their faces away and did not intend to go and see them.

Qiqi looked up at Wuya Siqing. Wuya Siqing immediately understood. She walked to the woman in black and squatted down. Her big palm fell on her cut clothes and pulled it hard.

The woman's black robe was immediately pulled away by her, and her upper body was completely exposed to everyone's sight.

Although the woman in black had a little uneasy and shy eyes, she was mostly angry. She stared at the side with a bad face and said angrily: "What are you going to do? I thought that using this method could humiliate me?"

She snorted coldly and smiled disdainfully: "Even if you take me off, I won't care. I dare to trick me in front of me. If you have the ability, you will kill me with one knife."

Qiqi didn't say anything, but her thin lips curled slightly, and the Han Yue Knife slowly poked out in her hand, and this time it was actually exploring the woman's arm.

This person is not afraid of death, she had already seen it. She had never blinked after a knife just now.

She had already had the will to die here, but she was afraid that she knew that even if she was alive, she might be even more terrible than death.

Facing a person who is not afraid of death, killing her is just a cheaper price.

So, she didn't expect to take her life.

Han Yue's sword fell, and suddenly hissed, the sound of the separation of flesh and blood was clearly heard, and a piece of flesh and blood was cut off by her.

The sound of gasping in the air suddenly rang around. Wuming's heart tightened. He turned around because he was afraid that Qiqi would have something to do. But when he didn't want to look back, he saw her pinching the piece of flesh and throwing it on the ground.

The slender jade fingers were covered with blood, but her face was as light as she was, her eyes were not invisible, and she didn't even blink her eyelids.

The woman on the ground finally couldn't help but roar, and almost fainted from the pain of separation of flesh.

Beads of sweat as big as beans continued to overflow from her forehead and face. She gritted her teeth, and her two rows of teeth were trembling because of severe pain: "You...you devil, if you have the ability... will kill me."

Qiqi still looked at her calmly and said, "Do they answer what they asked you just now?"

The woman in black gritted her teeth hard, her voice was hoarse, but she still said angrily: "Don't want me to surrender, if you have the ability, you can kill me!"

Qiqi still pursed her thin lips and looked faint, and Han Yuedao stretched out with her right hand.

The woman in black gritted her teeth hard, but a little fear was still flowing through her eyes.

The Hanyue knife fell on her arm. Except for Mu Xinru and Wu Ya Siqing, they watched helplessly, and everyone else was not willing to look closely.

Wuming's eyes were locked on Qiqi's face. When he woke up this time, he suddenly felt that she was a little different from the past. He was a little more indifferent and had more self-control than the past.

But he knew that she would feel uncomfortable doing such a cruel thing. Even if she was so indifferent on her face, her heart must be bleeding. She is kind by nature, so how can she do such a thing?

The big palm tightened and tightened again. When he heard another wail of a woman, he caught sight of Qiqi throwing the piece of flesh casually. He impulsively wanted to go over and take the Hanyue Knife from her hand and complete this seemingly simple but actually extremely tormenting work for her.

However, the man on the ground was a woman, and he was still lying there sincerely now... It was easy for him to kill her, but he really couldn't do it if he looked at her body and fell down one by one.

The big palm was tighter than before, and he just stared at Qiqi's face without any expression, and his heart felt bitter.

The woman in black was so painful that she even had a little blurred consciousness. She even began to hesitate a little. If the other party asked her again, maybe she would really say it.

But Qiqi didn't ask any more. Han Yue Dao poked out again, and this time he came towards her chest.

The woman in black opened her terrified eyes wide, but she never expected that the white and gentle girl in front of her had such a cruel heart hidden deep in her body.

The tip of the knife fell on her chest and was about to pierce her fragile place when the woman in black immediately shouted: "I said, I said everything, don't touch there!"

She wasn't shy, but she really felt scared...

She couldn't think too much, and felt the tip of the knife pierce into the flesh. She trembled in her heart, took a breath of cold air, and fainted from shock.

Uya Siqing glanced at the woman's chest, looked at Qiqi again, took a deep breath, and then said calmly: "Should you wait, I'll wake her up first."

"I'll do it." Qiqi didn't need her to do it, and Han Yue's knife pulled out of the woman's flesh, and with a casual stroke, he cut it straight into the place among her.

The woman in black screamed in pain and woke up in a blink of an eye.

Now even Wu Ya Siqing and Mu Xinru couldn't bear to see it. The Murong Qiqi they knew was always so kind. Even if they occasionally had a little prank, they would hurt people when necessary. However, it was a bit beyond their imagination to act so cleanly and neatly.

If she didn't know her, just by her actions tonight, the four words "ruthless" must have been deeply imprinted on her.

Qiqi seemed to not care about the eyes of others at all, her cold lips curled up, and her smiling eyes fell on the woman: "Do you say it? Or, let me have another knife?"

It is also beautiful to smile so gently, which makes her face still slightly pale, better than the scenery.

But in the eyes of the woman in black, such smiles and eyes were even more terrifying than Shura in hell.

She was afraid of her master, but at this moment, she actually felt that the woman in front of her was even more terrifying than her master.

She trembled with her thin lips and even her teeth were bumping and bumping. She said in a hoarse voice: "Young Master... Your Majesty's face has been destroyed. Without that face, the master... the master will not like him anymore. But she is the master. Even if the master doesn't like it, he will never let others touch it, so... that's why she takes action..."

"I don't want to know this." Qiqi smiled coldly.

Although she had just woken up and didn't know much about what they had encountered in the past two days, after waking up in the carriage, she had already heard a lot of useful information while restoring her strength and exercising her energy and breathing.

Staring at the woman's frightened face, she asked lightly: "Who is your master? Where is the hiding place? How many people are there in your organization? How good is your martial arts? Are my two husbands taken back by your master? What does she want them to do?"

It turned out that she knew what Chu Xuanchi and Mu Chu happened...

Wu Ya Siqing and Mu Xinru couldn't help but look at each other, and they were sighing in their hearts.

Wuming's big palm slowly relaxed, and a little bitterness flowed from the corners of his lips.

No wonder she became like this overnight. It turned out that she had changed, but she was anxious and scared.

Chu Xuanchi and Mu Chu are more important to her than her life. If something happened to these two people, it is more terrible to her than letting her die, so she is like this.

So that's it, it's all because of this...

Qiqi never looked at others, and saw the woman in black answering. The tip of Han Yue Dao returned to her chest and slowly pierced from the flesh, moving slowly enough.

So slow was enough for the woman in black to feel the movement of the knife tip and the increasing pain on her body.

She kept gasping for breath, her eyes were completely scared and she lost her luster: "I said, I said, don't torture me anymore, kill me, please kill me..."

The scarlet blood on her arm was still sliding down, and the tip of the knife also pierced a bloody mouth on her chest. Even if the wound was not big, the blood was flowing all over the floor.

Qiqi just glanced at her faintly, and Han Yue Dao did not continue to stab in, but did not pull out: "Say."

"The master is from the Wind Clan, one of the elders of the Wind Clan..."

"Which elder?" Mu Xinru asked immediately.

The woman in black took a deep breath. Since she had already said this, she could only tell her.

It turned out that after the Feng clan escaped from Heimulin, all the clan leaders died at the hands of Meng Shiyue. The Feng clan had no leader, and the only three remaining clan leaders had no intention of staying in the Feng clan again.

The Wind Clan was divided into pieces, and it was at that time that they followed Elder Mo to this mountain range.

In order to avoid Meng Shiyue's pursuit, they pretended to be bandits and lived in the deep mountains like the bandits nearby. They lived there for five or six years.

Originally, not everyone can learn the superpowers of the Wind Clan, and even if they can learn it, their ability to control the wind is not strong.

But Elder Mo didn't know where he could practice a method, which could actually bring everyone to practice. This wind control technique is different from the wind control technique of the wind clan. The wind control technique carries a little evil aura.

Everyone can feel that their consciousness is often influenced by the uncontrollable evil force.

Even though I know that continuing to practice is definitely not a good thing, I can only bite the bullet and work hard to survive in order to survive.

In an era when the strong prey on the weak, if you are not strong, you will only be trampled on the ground. One day, you will die at the hands of Meng Shiyue.
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