Chapter 212: The knife in hand falls and the head falls to the ground

"What the hell are you?" asked the man in black. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Are you all blind? Don't you see that I'm a little puppet?" said the little puppet depressedly.

How could they not see that this was a little puppet, but this little puppet could talk and create illusions, and it was not an ordinary little puppet at all. They don't believe it at all, they want to know who is the person behind it?

"Who's operating the little puppet, come out quickly, don't hide behind a puppet and sneak around. The masked man in black said again.

"Say I'm sneaky? Are you just going to snatch the fire lotus with your face covered? Didn't anyone tell you? Actually, I'm the main body, the little puppet is angry, and the consequences are very serious. The little puppet's tone suddenly turned cold and said, "So you ...... They all have to die. ”

It hates to be questioned more than anything else.

A flower umbrella suddenly appeared in front of this group of people in black, the flower umbrella was slowly raised, and the face of the little girl holding the flower umbrella was revealed under the flower umbrella. This little girl was in her teens, and she saw that her face was expressionless, her eyes were cold, and she looked at them as if she were looking at a pile of dead people.

As soon as the bell hand was raised, the small flower umbrella spun rapidly towards the group of black-clothed people. The speed of the small flower umbrella is extremely fast, and everyone's eyes are almost fixed on the rotating flower umbrella, trying to dodge the attack of this flower umbrella.

But none of them expected that it was definitely not the flower umbrella that really killed them, but the little girl who pulled out a knife from the handle of the umbrella.

She drew the knife very quickly, and as soon as the umbrella spun, the knife was already in her hand. When the group of men in black were confused, she quickly rushed into the crowd, and landed on the head with a knife in her hand.

It was extremely fast, extremely ruthless, extremely accurate, and there was no mistake at all because of the difference in height. This knife is by no means an ordinary knife, but made of cold iron in the far north, and the iron is sharpened like clay.

One by one, the heads of masked men in black fell to the ground, and the scene was tragic.

The black-clad masked man had all fallen, and only the last man was still standing, so to speak, he was the last living man in the group of black-clad masked men.

When he saw the scene in front of him, his legs trembled with fright, and he knew very well in his heart that he couldn't escape.

Dead, they all died, and he was the only one left. In this space, this little girl is the master, and he has nowhere to go if he wants to escape, but he doesn't want to die yet, he really doesn't want to die.

His cultivation and magic weapon don't seem to play any role in this space, just like broken copper and iron.

This little girl's cultivation was even higher than him, completely suppressing him in terms of momentum, which made him feel extremely desperate.

The little girl walked up to him step by step, the knife in her hand covered with the blood of his companions, and the tip of the knife was still dripping with blood.

She is like a grim reaper, who can decide their life and death with the wave of her hand.

The bell raised the knife and put it on the neck of the black-clad masked man, and asked, "Tell me, who sent you to snatch the fire lotus?"

The man in black was already paralyzed to the ground at this time, and he was already too frightened to stand up again.

"If you want to know, then go down to the ground and ask!" He didn't want to die, but he couldn't fall into the hands of the other party, and his heart was crossed, and he even wiped his neck with this knife on his neck.