Blood splashed out and splashed on Zhao Wensheng's face.
When Ye Yuxi said that you had no choice but to die, Zhao Wensheng really thought that he was really going to die here. The concubine on the bed opened her eyes wide. She couldn't believe that Ye Yuxi's knife actually cut through her neck.
"Go to hell!" Zhao Wensheng seized the gap, filled his palms with spiritual power, and hit Ye Yuxi in the lower abdomen.
brush!
Ye Yuxi pulled back the short knife in her hand and cut off the Zhao family leader's wrist at a faster speed.
Brush brush brush.
Three consecutive stabs severed Zhao Wensheng's hand tendons and hamstrings, but did not kill him.
Ye Yuxi dragged Zhao Wensheng's body to the front yard, leaving a long trail of blood behind him.
The door opens.
"Ah, miss!" Qing'er ran over first.
Just half an hour had passed, and except for a woman's scream that came from the mansion a moment ago, there was no movement. The three of them were waiting outside as anxiously as if they had been waiting for half a year.
"Come in." Ye Yuxi's voice was a little weak. He killed dozens of people in a row. Although he only passed a few moves with Zhao Wensheng in the end, he used all his strength in every move. At this time, there was not much spiritual power left in his body.
"It's you!" As soon as Ye Man entered the door, she saw Zhao Wensheng lying on the stone slab. She will never forget that face in her life! It was he who led his men to snatch away her son and kill her husband. Ye Man grabbed Zhao Wensheng's head and said, "Where is my son! Where did you sell my son to!"
"Qing'er, Ye Wen, you two go find the Treasure Pavilion in the Zhao Mansion." Ye Yuxi asked the two of them to go find the Treasure Pavilion. It was a lie, but the scenes in some houses were real. This was becoming The killer's first step.
"Ye Yuxi, do you know who I am? Today you killed me and destroyed Zhao Mansion. You are dead, you are dead! Haha." Zhao Wensheng lay on the ground and ignored Ye Man who was crazy. , or in other words, he has done too many immoral things and cannot remember who the woman in front of him is looking for his son. Zhao Wensheng looked at Ye Yuxi and laughed.
Ye Yuxi's pretty face was as cold as ice, and she pointed the short knife in her hand at the tip of Zhao Wensheng's nose: "Tell me everything you know, and I'll give you a good pleasure."
Seeing that Zhao Wensheng was not going to speak, Ye Yuxi narrowed his eyes: "In another world, the most severe punishment there is not murder and beheading, but a punishment called Lingchi." As he said that, under Zhao Wensheng's gaze, Ye Yuxi used the short knife in her hand to cut off the flesh of Zhao Wensheng's broken arm piece by piece.
Zhao Wensheng, who had half his arm cut off, finally couldn't bear it anymore: "S-stop. I said..." He had strong spiritual power, and the surging spiritual power consciously protected his heart, making him want to faint from the pain. no.
"The Seventh Prince wants to marry Miss Jia, Prime Minister Jia. Miss Jia has been selected as an inner disciple of Mingyue Sect and cannot be a concubine. Miss Jia gave the Seventh Prince an idea to let you die quietly so that the Seventh Prince can Get rid of this marriage." Zhao Wensheng looked at the knife in Ye Yuxi's hand with fearful eyes, as if he had aged dozens of years and lost all the aura of the head of the family.
Ye Yuxi's eyes showed a cold light, the seventh prince, Mingyue Sect, was really a giant.
Memories of the Mingyue Sect flashed through his mind. The Mingyue Sect was extremely powerful in the Binglan Kingdom. The sect leader’s strength reached the ninth level of a spiritual person. There were countless strong men in the sect, and even the royal family was afraid of him.
Ye Yuxi sneered in her heart: Mingyue Sect, if you block my way, I won't mind wiping you out!