Chapter 885 Jianghu(83)
Sorry, she's really not afraid.
The reincarnation of heaven and the retribution of karma are indeed true.
However, the cause and effect must be found on her head!
She, Fu Yue, has always had a clear conscience.
Karma has always been very tolerant of her.
It was Mu Wanning who wanted to kill her first. She was just seeking revenge. There was no so-called cause and effect, let alone retribution.
Those people were still chattering.
Someone tried to persuade Fu Yue.
"Palace Master Gu, you now have the skills of the devil Qi Chen. As long as you kill him, your status in the martial arts world will definitely be supreme. Your future is bright, but you must not give up just because of a momentary softness of heart. Get over him!"
"Yes, Palace Master Gu, as long as you kill Qi Chen, from now on, we will only follow your lead."
Seeing that Fu Yue was unmoved.
The words of these people gradually became harsh.
"Gu Youning, if you don't kill Qi Chen, it means that you are willing to collude with him, an evil person. From now on, there will be no place for you among the martial arts generals!"
"What's more, you committed a murderous attack on your mentor. If word spreads about this, a traitor...hehe, you will never be able to turn around. Gu Youning, you'd better think carefully about which is more serious!"
Fu Yue was about to laugh in anger.
Is this a moral kidnapping instead of a threat?
I really don't know where this group of people... got the courage. They can't even protect themselves. How dare they say such things to her?
Fu Yue waved her sleeves, stretched out her slender fingers, raised her breath slightly, and a long sword on the ground fell into her hand.
Fu Yue held a three-foot green blade in his hand, and a thin layer of frost had condensed on the long sword for no reason. Just looking at it made people feel a biting cold coming. The tip of the sword touched the ground, and the sword passed through it. At this time, there was a sharp and sharp sound.
Just like the black scythe in the hand 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 the sneer of a devil.
The knife fell from the hand.
Blood stained the white fingers.
"ah--"
The man's scream sounded and then stopped suddenly.
Everyone, no, the prisoners looked at the scene in front of them in horror.
This girl, the legendary cold and righteous Young Palace Master of Shen Jue Palace, is simply a murderous demon.
She seemed to have released her true nature.
With the sword raised and lowered, several lives were taken in the blink of an eye.
These people had just insulted her.
Fu Yue: "Consider? I think I have already considered it clearly. No news about me will be spread."
The girl tilted her head, with a soft and cute smile on her fair and sharp face, "Because, I have no intention of letting you get out alive."
Fu Yue smiled and said the cruelest words in the world.
That's when.
The hand that had always been cold covered hers, and his fingers spread out to tightly wrap her hand. Fu Yue was stunned for a moment and turned his head.
What he saw was the man's pale but beautiful face.
Qi Chen smiled at her.
He said: "I will help you kill the remaining people. Your hands should not be stained with this blood."
He can just do these things. Anyway, his hands are already full of blood.
Since they are destined not to be together in this life, it is better to let him do more things for her and solve these troubles.