The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Qiu Tong remained motionless, with a complicated look on her face. She casually glanced at the two people in the distance from the corner of her eyes. If the master wanted Nangong Yu to die, even Nangongchen and Dongfang Jingao couldn't stop her.

Qingjun bent his lips, Wuxin, is it really Wuxin?

"What do you want to do? Go away! Stop her!" Nangong Yu shouted in horror, and kept backing away. For some reason, she felt that the woman in white would kill someone.

The guards drew out their sabers, and in an instant, eight or nine gleaming knives pointed at Wuxin, surrounding Wuxin, as if they were vowing to protect him to the death.

"Death is not a pity." Wuxin said coldly, and with a wave of her white plain sleeves, the sleeves were scratched around, emitting a white fluorescent light.

"Ah..." The knives in the hands of the guards dropped one after another, and their bodies rolled on the ground, screaming endlessly, their skin was red and swollen, bloodshot, and then slowly festered. The symptoms were extremely terrifying and shocking.

The two maids guarding Nangong Yu's legs trembled in fright, and they knew that the guards had been poisoned.

"You, you, who are you?" Nangong Yu took a few steps back, she was really panicked now, women love their appearance the most, and this lowly person actually ruins someone's appearance?

Wuxin approached step by step, with a cold face, like a white-clothed Rakshasa who came out of a bloody field.

"Don't come here, I'm a princess, if you dare to touch me, I will make all of you never recover!" Nangong Yu tremblingly pointed at Wuxin, and said viciously.

"This is enough to make you die thousands of times."

Wuxin's beautiful eyes lingered, and she came to Nangong Yu in a flash, grabbed it with her plain hand, and turned it hard, and there was a very clear sound of fracture.

"Ah!" There was an earth-shattering scream, her delicate face twisted, her eyes widened, and tears flowed out.

Immediately after a bang, Nangong Yu was thrown to the ground hard and rolled twice, his body was covered with dust, his hair was loose, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Jing Ao in the distance was stunned, Wuxin was too ruthless, he ruined the faces of nine guards and broke Nangong Yu's wrist.

"Chen..." Jing Ao stared blankly at Nangong Chen, he was worried that Chen would kill Wuxin, but at this moment, Chen was motionless and did not respond, could Chen be too patient?

Qiu Tong's heart tightened, and he glanced at the distance again, Nan Gongchen still hasn't come forward?Does he think he has no intention to let it go?

"You, don't come here, cough, save me, escort..." Nangong Yu couldn't stand up, his eyes were full of horror, and he kept moving back.

The two maids were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

Wuxin kicked up a knife on the ground, caught the handle with one hand, and slashed towards Nangong Yu's wrist, all the way towards Nangong Yu's slender neck.

"Ah!" Nangong Yu let out a stern scream, blood gushing from his wrist.

"Stop!" Jing Ao kicked a stone and knocked down the knife in Wu Xin's hand.

Wuxin gave the visitor a cold look, and only after she had to use both of Nangongyu's hands did she appear, she was quite bearable.

"Cough cough, woo hoo, third brother, third brother, Jing Ao, help me, I'm in pain, my hands..." Nangong Yu rolled on the ground, crying and screaming, her makeup was stained, her hands were covered with blood, her hair Messy, clothes full of dust, very miserable.

Jing Ao looked at the indifferent Nangong Chen, he was in a mess, Nangong Yu was almost killed, Chen didn't even blink?

"You want to meddle in your own business?" Wu Xin stared at Jing Ao coldly, she knew that she was no match for the two, but she still wanted to teach Nangong Yu a lesson!