Seeing the three young ladies crying and laughing as if they were going crazy, Wen Pei could understand their feelings at this time. In the eyes of outsiders, they were the adopted sons and daughters of Emperor Xuan. They seemed very majestic and were respected by people wherever they went. But in fact, they are the slaves of Emperor Xuan, puppets on strings in his hands. Over the years, how much humiliation and suffering they have suffered, almost everyone's story can be compiled into a history of blood and tears.
Over the years, Wen Pei has never felt that he is a human being. Although she is alive, she is worse than a walking corpse. She could no longer remember how many nights the sisters held each other and cried loudly. The slave contract is like an invisible shackles, locking up their souls and their freedom.
"Huzi, Qin Shaoxia...does he really have the ability to terminate the slave contract for us?" Wen Pei grabbed Zhuang Hu's hand and asked with tears in his eyes.
Zhuang Hu really didn't know that Qin Dong had such an ability, so his mood at this moment was almost the same as that of Wen Pei and the others. He was surprised, happy, and a little confused. He just felt that this happiness came too suddenly. [
Mi Fen chuckled on the side, without concealing his inner pride and pride, and said loudly, "Of course! My brother is very capable! A small slave contract cannot stop him!"
"Then...then our sisters can be saved!" Wen Pei and Qing Nu hugged each other tightly, shouting and jumping, like four little girls who have not yet grown up. What's rare is that after going through so many hardships, they are still so cute.
Looking at the four girls hugging each other, Mi Fen was also happy for them from the bottom of her heart, and even more proud of having a brother like Qin Dong.
"I must ask Brother Dong to save those brothers and sisters who are still struggling under the slave contract of Emperor Xuan!" Zhuang Hu clenched his fists, wishing he could rush to Qin Dong right now and speak out his plea loudly.
"Hahaha... The blood knife is in the air, the power of blood has appeared! Your death has come!" Xuan Kui's hysterical laughter sounded, which made Wen Pei and Qing Nu who were extremely excited instantly lost their joy. When they looked back, they were even more shocked. Allow.
In just a short moment, the blood knife had expanded more than a thousand times and was suspended in mid-air like a mountain of swords. Its whole body was blood red, like a pool of flowing blood, and a strong and frowning bloody smell emanated from it, making people sick.
"Oops! The power of the blood knife is very terrifying. Can Shaoxia Qin withstand it?" Wen Pei looked worried.
"Go to hell!" Xuan Kui pointed his right hand in the air, and the huge blood knife blade suddenly fell from the sky and struck Qin Dong straight down.
Qin Dong did not dare to neglect, and turned into a stream of light, spinning around the blood knife like a mandir. As the body moves, the power of chaos is continuously released, hitting the blade. Qin Dong's figure is astonishingly fast, exceeding the limit that people can visually capture. Qin Dong's figure could not be seen, but he could hear the tinkling sound of iron being struck one after another. The sound became more and more intensive, and it was obvious that Qin Dong was fighting with the bloody knife.
Speaking of which, this blood sword is indeed an evil weapon, and it is not an ordinary evil weapon. Qin Dong's spiritual power hit the blood knife. Not only was it unable to reduce the edge of the blood knife, but a lot of his spiritual power was absorbed by the blood knife.