Qianqian thought out of her mind: Damn, for Nangong Jing, she didn't care about her own life, so why should she pity other people's lives?

If you can't kill Huangfu Xueying, you can't save Qianqian's parents, and you can't save Nangong Jing.

What's more, Huangfu Snow Shadow is really damned--

Qianqian silently hypnotized herself in her heart: Treat him as a chicken! A fish! A cricket!

Qianqian was not fully ready, and he felt that the hand holding the sword was grabbed, and then, with a "bang", there was a sound of a sharp blade piercing the flesh,

Qianqian's whole heart was pinched, and she slowly opened her eyes with some trepidation, but she still didn't have the courage to take a look.

I felt that my heart had risen to my throat at this time, and I was swept through my body by a strong sense of fear, and I was cold from head to foot in an instant.

Mo Hanche's deep voice cheered her up on the side: "Qianqian, be brave",

Anyway, sooner or later you will go through it,

Finally, Qianqian mustered up the courage to look at the sword in his hand, his eyes kept flickering, wanting to avoid it, but he forced himself to look,

finally saw that the sword in his hand had pierced the poisonous man's chest, and the black blood flowed down the poisonous man's clothes, which was shocking.

The poisonous man's face was distorted and hideous, and he almost fainted when he saw Qianqian, and he wanted to withdraw his hand instinctively, but he was held tighter by Mo Hanche.

The corners of Mo Hanche's lips pursed slightly, holding Qianqian's hand and continuing to move forward vigorously, not letting her have a chance to dodge,

Qianqian screamed, and the sword penetrated the poisonous man's chest, Qianqian desperately wanted to retract her hand, but Mo Hanche held her hand and pulled the sword in her hand back, and there was a sound of sharp blades cutting through the skin, and Qianqian had goosebumps all over her body,

Before Qianqian came back to her senses, Mo Hanche clenched her hand, and the sword stabbed into it again, and Mo Hanche's voice sounded in her ears: "If you can't put your opponent to death ruthlessly, then the person who dies is you."

Qianqian's mind was buzzing, her whole body began to tremble a little, and the hand holding the sword trembled a little, if it weren't for Mo Hanche always holding her hand tightly, the sword in her hand would have been thrown away by her far away,

Mo Hanche didn't give her the slightest chance to escape,

This is the first time she has killed someone, and it is still a somewhat perverted killing,

Poisonous people are not easy to kill, so Qianqian was like a puppet, held by Mo Hanche's hand, and stabbed sword after sword.

Qianqian's mind was blank, and her eyes looking at the poisonous person became a little demented, and she didn't know what she was doing at this time.

She killed, she really killed,

It's so scary--

Although I have experienced such a bloody scene in my dreams, the feeling is always a little ethereal and unreal.

And now, it's a real experience,

The poisonous person felt sluggish, so he didn't let out a terrible cry because of the pain, but his facial features became more and more distorted, because of the pain, the pupils of his eyes contracted violently, and the bottom of his eyes was full of pain.

In the end, the poisoner finally fell, and Qianqian also successfully fainted.

The feeling of killing people is really not very pleasant.

Qianqian woke up and found herself lying on the couch, thinking of the experience before she fainted, it still made her a little frightened,

Mo Hanche handed over a cup of hot tea and comforted, "Drink some condensing tea, the first time you kill someone like this, I didn't get used to it at first, but I got used to it later--"

Qianqian: "......",

In the future, can you really get used to it?

Qianqian lowered her eyes and looked at the cup in her hand, the white mist swirled around the water, and a fragrance came to her nose, which calmed her mind a little.