Expert in Both Medicine and Poison: Pluto's Genius Concubine

Chapter 1657: 1657 I will never regret even if I die

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When Ge Hui died, his eyes were wide open. He couldn't believe that he died at the hands of ten slaves, just ten... slaves from the underworld!

Not until the last Ge Hui died did Xi Jia, who was originally standing in the same place, fall to the ground with a bang.

The flesh and blood on his body began to slowly melt into blood, and finally evaporated and disappeared.

The most powerful move of the Golden Body of the Heavenly Demon is the Bone Slash. I turn my flesh and blood into bone slash, use attack as defense, and protect you until death.

The last expressions of the ten of them left in this world were smiles that disappeared as their flesh and blood melted, filled with relief and no regrets.

Following the young lady is their greatest luck in life, and they will have no regrets even if they die.

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Also outside the city of Yanjing, Qianyu's eyes swept over a distance not far away, where there were several corpses lying in a mess, including Ge Hui, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

There was a flash of scornful ridicule in her eyes.

Four warriors in the Nascent Soul stage were unable to deal with ten body-refining trash. It was a disgrace to the Lou family. They deserved to die.

However, when her eyes fell on the young man whose body was covered with wounds and looked as if he had been executed by slow slicing, Qianyu's eyes showed a hint of admiration.

The mask on Gu Liufeng's face had long been shattered, revealing a charming and handsome face, but there was a hideous scar on his face.

Qianyu had a very good impression of young men with this appearance. The women in the Lou family all liked to have male lovers. If this young man had not been so fearless and determined to stop her at the risk of his life, Qianyu might not have killed him.

At this time, Gu Liufeng's body was covered with wounds so deep that the bones could be seen, and his flesh and blood were still trembling slightly due to his weak breathing.

Those were all cut by Qianyu's wind blade attack, which was truly equivalent to being cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

Such pain is definitely not something that an ordinary person can endure, but this young man never retreated a single step from beginning to end.

Qianyu gently swung the sword in her hand, looked down at the young man who was curled up on the ground, his body trembling slightly, and said leisurely: "Tsk tsk, it's a pity that such a handsome man died. But who told you to follow the wrong master!"

As he spoke, he thrust the sword in his hand downwards suddenly. The sound of the blade piercing through flesh and blood was so clear.

With this strike of the sword, Gu Liufeng would be dead instantly.

Qianyu was about to pull the sword back, but the sword stuck in his body did not move at all.

Qianyu frowned and was about to use her internal strength, but she saw the young man, who was curled up and seemed extremely weak, open his eyes.

Those were a pair of gorgeous peach blossom eyes that were so charming that they could take one's soul away. The ends of the eyes were slightly upturned, as if they were amorous and as if their love was unwavering.

Qianyu instinctively felt something strange, and saw a mocking smile slowly appearing in those peach blossom eyes.

There was also a kind of desperate madness in this mockery.

The next moment, Qianyu's eyes widened in horror.

She suddenly felt the crazy circulation of spiritual power in Gu Liufeng's dantian, and the spiritual power fluctuations were hundreds of times stronger than before.

A strand of golden silk flew out silently, binding the two people tightly together.

Qianyu raised his head suddenly, only to see that the originally clear night sky had been covered with thunderclouds above his head without him noticing.

A rumbling sound, carrying with it a powerful pressure, roared above them.

"You! Are you advancing?!" Qianyu felt that the person in front of her was crazy, absolutely crazy! !

This person was clearly beaten to a pulp and was on the verge of death, but he did not dodge or resist. Instead, he quietly planned to advance?! (To be continued)