Duanmu Ming still didn't withdraw the knife in his hand, and said with a light smile: "Do you want to die?" ”

"I don't want to!"

"Really?" As soon as these two words came out of Duanmu Ming's mouth, Ming Yanyan instinctively trembled.

"Childe, that cheap ......, no, that Hong or something, is it a friend of Childe? If so, I'll send them back immediately and let them go!" ”

Ming Yanyan's hands kept trembling, and the communication jade card was in her hand, but she just didn't dare to communicate, for fear that the person in front of her would annoy her with a knife.

"Looks like there's another way to do it better than your communication!" Duanmu Ming has maintained his original movements unchanged, ignoring the steady stream of blood dripping from the knife, "Give your soul!" ”

When Ming Yanyan heard this, her eyes opened widely, and she gave her soul, doesn't that mean that she has been controlled by others all her life?

"Don't worry, when I get what I want, I'll give you back your freedom!"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

Duanmu Ming chuckled, did he think she was stupid? Who is she to make him think about it?

"Die or surrender!"

No longer talking nonsense with her, Duanmu Ming's hand was pulled to the side again.

There was a sharp pain in her neck, and Ming Yanyan clearly felt that the blood vessels were cut, and the collar was quickly soaked with blood gushing out.

"You don't have much time to think about it!"

As time passed, Ming Yanyan's face gradually turned pale, and she looked at the man in front of her with extreme fear in her heart.

What kind of eyes is this? It seems that tens of thousands of people have been slaughtered, and all living beings are like clouds in his eyes.

She had no doubt that if she didn't make up her mind, the man would watch her bleed and die.

How is freedom more important than life?

Ming Yanyan bit her lower lip tightly and released her soul......

"Childe ......"

Seeing that the person in front of her had not moved for a long time, Ming Yanyan spoke very weakly.

Didn't she want to give her soul? She waited for him to sign the master-servant contract.

Duanmu Ming lifted his eyelids: "Make a soul jade slip yourself, your soul is too dirty!" ”

Ming Yanyan reaffirmed what she thought just now, the man in front of her was a demon from the depths of hell, and Weishenme would mistake him for a little white face at first?

But now that her life is in the hands of the other party, she dares to be angry but does not dare to speak, so she can only make the soul jade slip according to his instructions.

Duanmu Ming put the jade slip into the space ring, and then kicked her in the chest and kicked her out: "Crawl over to see me after the bleeding has stopped!" ”

Ming Yanyan finally left from under his knife, clutching her chest and slumping on the ground, panting constantly.

A layer of anger gradually appeared in her eyes, and then a sneer appeared on her lips, and now she was more haode than she had imagined.

This man didn't engrave the soul mark into her mind, but chose a clumsy method to ask for her soul jade slip.

In this case, the other party will not notice what she thinks, and no one will know even if she has bad intentions.

It seemed that when that woman woke up, he would go to the Mingyu Sword Sect.

Hmph, when the time comes, her father must help her snatch back the soul jade Jane, and then kill the man and woman.

No, and those two little brutes who were cut by a thousand cuts.

She glanced coldly at the little soldier and the little beast, and then took out the wound medicine and poured it on her neck, the pain that pierced her heart deepened her killing intent.

It must not be as simple as killing them, and it is necessary to extract their souls and torture them day and night.