She didn't feel that she had done anything wrong, but she didn't dare to meet her master's cold gaze. She had seen her vicious and inhumane methods, not so much to respect her as to fear her and fear her.

Feng Jiu glanced at them and said, "I didn't let you go, and none of you can leave." As she spoke, she locked the beautiful woman's pipa bone with a mysterious breath, causing her to fall to the ground without lifting her strength, and then stepped forward.

When the women saw her come forward, their hearts trembled, and they retreated, and one of them suddenly thought of something, and quickly came to Duan Ye's body, picked up the knife on the side and pointed it against Duan Ye's throat and shouted at Feng Jiu: "Stop!" Don't come! ”

Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows, staring at her with a wicked smile on the corner of her lips, her gaze grazing over her fearless face and landing on her hand holding the knife.

I saw that the knife that was against Duan Ye's throat was lowered a few points, cutting through his skin, and a trace of blood oozed out, and the bright red blood seemed very dazzling to her.

"Be careful, don't hurt my people." She said unhurriedly, staring at the knife in her hand, and a chill crossed the depths of her eyes.

I don't know if she was startled by Feng Jiu's eyes or what, the woman's hand holding the knife against Duan Ye's throat couldn't help but move a little, and at the same time shouted to Feng Jiu: "Let go of my master!" Otherwise, I'll kill him! ”

Feng Jiu hooked his lips and smiled: "Okay." ”

She answered, and when she turned around, her eyes glanced at her, and she breathed a sigh of relief, her steps moved slightly, and the hand against Duan Ye's throat moved away a little, and at this moment, she turned around and turned around, and the three silver needles in her hand shot out with a thud when she turned around.

"Hmm!"

With a muffled snort, the woman's eyes widened in horror, and two silver needles were pierced into the center of her eyebrows, and one was pierced into her throat.

"The last thing I like is to be threatened, since you dare to threaten me, you should be ready to die." She stepped forward step by step, the red skirt swayed with her walking, and the other two retreated in horror, not daring to get close to half a minute.

"Bang!"

The woman fell straight down to death, and she couldn't get a breath or close her eyes.

Feng Jiu just glanced at the two retreating women, then stepped forward to untie the rope that tied Duan Ye, and when he probed his hand, he saw that his body was hot, and the blood in his body was boiling, as if his blood vessels were about to burst, so he took out a pill for him to take.

"You are lucky enough to walk around your body, and you should be fine after sweating." She said to Duan Ye, and then said to the two women on the side, "Move a chair here." As he spoke, he stepped out of the courtyard outside.

The two women trembled slightly, looked at each other, and the woman in white moved a chair and put it in the courtyard, and did not dare to flee to the side.

"Say it! How long have you been doing this? What are those things going to do? She sat lazily in her chair, looking at the lute bone and the beautiful woman in front of her, as well as the two huddled aside and the one sitting on the ground.

Hearing this, the three men looked at each other, glanced at the beautiful woman, and did not speak.