Sorry, she is really not afraid.
The reincarnation of the heavens, the retribution of karma, these words are indeed good.
However, that would also have to be found on her head!
She Fu Yue has always had a clear conscience.
Karma has always been extremely tolerant to her.
It was Mu Wanning who wanted to kill her first, and she was just taking revenge, and there was no so-called karma at all, let alone retribution.
Those few people are still chattering.
Someone tried to persuade Fu Yue.
"Master Gu Shaogong, you now have the power of the demon Qi Chen, as long as you kill him, your status in the martial arts world is absolutely supreme, and your future is bright, but you must not let it go just because of a momentary soft-heartedness. Pass him!"
"Yes, Young Palace Master Gu, as long as you kill Qi Chen, from now on, we will absolutely only follow you."
See Fu Yue unmoved.
The speech of these people also gradually became bad.
"Gu Youning, if you don't kill Qi Chen, it means that you are willing to join forces with an evil person like him, and from now on, there will be no place for you in the martial arts world!"
"What's more, you are still hurting your mentor. If this gets out, a traitor... Heh, you will never recover. Gu Youning, you should think carefully about which is more important!"
Fu Yue was about to be laughed out of anger.
This is, moral kidnapping can't be done, has it been changed into a threat
I really don't know this group of people... how dare they say such things to her when they can't protect themselves
Fu Yue flicked her sleeves, stretched out her slender fingers, raised her breath slightly, and a long sword on the ground fell into her hands.
Fu Yue held a three-foot green sharp edge in his hand, and a thin layer of frost had condensed on the long sword in his hand for no reason. Looking at it, one could feel a biting cold hit. Suddenly, there was a piercing sound.
Just like the black scythe held in the hands of the god of death, it can harvest people's lives anytime and anywhere.
Heavy and cold.
The sickle belonging to the god of death fell, and the lives of the ants were harvested. The arc of the girl's red lips was cruel and vicious, like a devil's sneer.
The hand rises and the knife falls.
Blood stained the white fingers.
"ah-"
The man's screams sounded and then stopped abruptly.
Everyone, no, it was the captives who watched the scene in front of them in horror.
This girl, the indifferent and righteous young master of the Divine Art Palace in the legend, is simply a demon who kills without blinking an eye.
She seems to have released her nature.
With the knife in hand, several lives were harvested in the blink of an eye.
These people were the ones who insulted her just now.
Fu Yue: "Consider? I think I have considered it very clearly. There will be no news about me."
The girl tilted her head, and a soft and cute smile appeared on her white and pointed face, "Because, I didn't intend to let you get out alive at all."
Fu Yue smiled and said the cruelest words in the world.
Just then.
The always cold hand covered her hand, with five fingers spread out, wrapping her hand tightly, Fu Yue was stunned for a moment, then turned her head away.
All he could see was the man's pale but beautiful face.
Qi Chen smiled at her.
Said: "The rest, I will help you kill. Your hands should not be stained with this blood."
He can do these things, anyway, he already has blood on his hands.
Since it is doomed not to be together in this life, it is better to let him do more things for her to solve these troubles.