"Ah... like this?" Xu Qian scratched his head.
Qin Yu smiled suddenly, very strange, "Then you know, what did she do afterwards?"
"What..." The other two were also curious.
"She dug out the heart of the man who chased me with her bare hands—"
The hair was horrified in an instant, and Qin Yu's cold voice without temperature and emotional ups and downs was even more heart-shaking.
Next, several people deliberately bypassed the topic, silently each other, and never asked again.
Qin Yu is a serious person and rarely makes jokes. If Qin Yu hadn't just seen the weirdness of that woman, what Qin Yu said would probably be heard as a joke.
can-
The woman disappeared before their eyes, unable to allow them not to think too much.
Qin Yu did it deliberately. Even if the three of them could believe it, sometimes, the absolute combat power can shock their curious hearts. Only if they are afraid, they will not be curious about it.
The first floor cannot directly lead to the sixth floor, but the sixth floor can be entered and exited at will on each floor.
This is the privilege of the distinguished guests, and it is also the tacit rules of the cyan guests.
Shang Cyan is not so much a club as it is a private club. It is very mysterious. Everyone who enters and exits it, no matter what they do, will not spread any news.
Su Kui chose the fifth floor.
As soon as she left, a woman ran into her face on her face, her eyes stunned, and she flashed away.
The woman wore tight leather pants, and in the winter, she wore a thin dress, a large windbreaker, black all over, short hair with ears, and a nice face, but she was very cold.
When she saw Su Kui, her eyes flickered. When Su Kui was about to bypass her and leave, she suddenly shot her and dragged her into the elevator. Almost instantly, he drew a handful of daggers full of cold light from his arms, carved with countless intricate dark patterns on it, and pierced her heart.
Su Kui didn't struggle and let her do it.
The dagger sank into the chest, the fabric of the coat was torn, but no blood oozes out. The woman's face changed, and she immediately took out her dagger to have a look. The tip of the knife was clean and there was nothing on it! It was like stabbing a knife into a pile of cotton, limp.
"you-"
A cold light burst into her eyes, and she stared at Su Kui directly, "What the hell are you! Why don't you stay where you are and run to the place where humans live?!"
"Me?" Su Kui tilted his head, leaned against the elevator, and took a look at his coat, "Ah, it's all scratched, I don't know if the owner will be angry, after all, he bought it for me. "The voice is rustling, soft and lazy, exuding it all the time.
She was leaning on the metal wall as if she was boneless, the skin under her clothes was white to transparent, and the direction of the dark blood vessels could be seen clearly.
She stared at all this, her eyes disgusted, "Answer me!" Annoying the ignorance of the ghost in front of her, the woman turned the dagger in her hand, slamming it to her throat, and coldly asked, "Believe it or not, next second , I can cut your head off?!"
"I believe it, but why should I answer you?" Su Kui blinked, and slowly raised his fingertips, and slowly pushed the dagger away. "Human communication, isn't it the most etiquette? But you see, you are so. It's impolite and didn't tell me, your name, you—"
"What's that again? Sneer—"