Chapter 168: New Hatred and Old Hatred (2)
She passed by Ye Qingqiao's side without squinting, and walked straight to the altar, "Wu Min, have you forgotten what I said to you?" Feng Qing said coldly staring at Wu Min. When Wu Min heard this, he quickly let go of the hand that grabbed Zhu Liu's neckline, responded respectfully, and retreated behind Feng Qing.
Zhu Liuyi saw that it was the second princess of the demon clan, Feng Qing, who spoke, and didn't dare to make another mistake, so he hurriedly put away his saber and saluted her respectfully, "Second princess!"
Feng Qing turned his head to look at Zhu Liu, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "Lord Zhu, do you people from the Vermilion Bird Sect have an opinion about this princess?"
Although Zhu Liu was dissatisfied with this demon princess in his heart, he still maintained a respectful look on the surface, "The second princess has misunderstood, our people from the Vermilion Bird Sect have always cooperated happily with the second princess, and there is no opinion." “
Feng Qing sneered, how could she not know that the Zhu Liu in front of her was perfunctory to her, and there was often some friction between the people of the Vermilion Bird Gate and her people in private, but if she didn't put it on the surface, she didn't care about it.
Feng Qing slowly admired the neatly arranged bodies of several women on the ground, and shook his head directly after reading it, it was not very good, it seems that Wu Min is right, all of them are second-class appearances.
At this time, a woman let out a slight moan, and Feng Qing looked in the direction of the sound. Although the appearance of the woman who made the voice was not very good, her figure was excellent, and she was bumpy and convex, and even if she was lying on the ground, she could still firmly catch people's eyes.
Feng Qing walked up to her and took a closer look at her body. The woman on the ground struggled to open her eyes, took a few breaths to think about what had happened to her, and saw the unfamiliar environment again, and her face immediately turned pale after reacting.
The woman suddenly grabbed one of Feng Qing's feet and pleaded in a hoarse voice: "Please let me go, please~"
Feng Qing's hand lit up, and a nine-section whip appeared in Feng Qing's hand in a white light. She used the whip handle to pry the woman's hand, then raised the woman's chin again, and looked up and down a few times before she said with satisfaction: "Wu Min, I want this woman, you give me a little sharper, it doesn't matter on the face, but the body can't be broken!"
Wu Min got the order, and quickly took out an extremely sharp knife and walked into the woman who was photographed by Feng Qing. The woman watched a burly demon man walk towards her with a one-foot-long sharp knife, and immediately screamed and moved her body to retreat.
Wu Min smiled and stepped forward to control the panicked woman......
Seeing this situation, the two gray-clothed men were a little overwhelmed, and looked at Zhu Liu in unison. Zhu Liu frowned, his face was extremely gloomy, this demon clan didn't give them Suzaku face, and they casually disposed of the sacrifices they had worked so hard to catch without saying hello to him. But the other party is the second princess of the demon clan, and even the door master is polite to three points, and he is a small Suzaku Gate manager, and he really can't do anything about her, but he can't let the demon people ride on their heads, so he quietly used the unique sound transmission technique of the Suzaku Gate to inform the door owner.
For the next half hour, the mournful screams of women echoed throughout the cavern, and the sound gradually faded until there was no more sound.
A fragile life was ended in such a brutal way by this group of brutes.
The thick smell of blood filled Ye Qingqiao's nostrils, she clenched her fists, her eyes were filled with tears, and she bit her lip tightly. She cried silently, not knowing if it was for this fallen life, or for Ye Qingwan, who had the same experience, or for her own powerlessness. 2k reading web