Chapter 85 Seven Killing Pavilion

The men in black stared at each other, their faces turned pale, looking at Bei Mingwu as if they were perverted.

They all thought that they were ruthless, but they didn't expect anyone to be more ruthless than them!
The point is, she's just a 14-year-old girl.

How did she become so strong?
"It starts with you." The dagger in Bei Mingwu's hand slowly pierced into the chest of the man in black.

She moves very slowly...

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and the subtle sound of the dagger piercing into the flesh could be heard so quietly.

Bei Mingwu deliberately used these sounds to torture them.

Once, she killed a person like this.

Her father, to be precise, was her adoptive father.

"I said, please let me die quickly." The man in black couldn't bear the physical and mental torture any longer, and he chose to surrender.

Only then did Bei Mingwu put away the dagger, and snorted coldly, "You are wise."

"We belong to the Seven Killing Pavilion."

Bei Mingwu raised her eyebrows, Seven Kills Pavilion?
What the hell is this place?

"Qisha Pavilion is a big assassin organization in Fenghua Continent, they specialize in using money to work for people." Di Wuhen said coldly with no expression on his face, and a frightening icy light shone in his red pupils.

"Who told you to kill him?" Bei Mingwu said as the dagger pierced the man in black's chest.

The man in black spat out a mouthful of blood from the pain, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and said weakly, "We are just following orders, we really don't know about this."

Bei Mingwu narrowed her eyes dangerously, and her dark eyes turned around.

I'm afraid they really won't know about such a confidential matter.

"Master, we are late."

Suddenly, a dozen men in black uniforms rushed into the restaurant.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Di Wuhen was safe and sound.

Di Wuhen looked at the people in the lobby on the first floor, and said in a deep voice, "Tie Ying, cut them all into sticks and send them to the Seven Killing Pavilion."

"Yes, master." Tie Ying replied respectfully.

Bei Mingwu looked at the people on the first floor. They were all dressed in uniform, and they seemed to be Di Wuhen's secret guards.

Before leaving the small capital city, Bei Mingwu and Di Wuhen went to the village again to worship Qin Qin, his wife and others.

Even though he avenged them, Bei Mingwu still felt uncomfortable and blamed himself.

They are innocent after all.

Seven Killing Pavilion!
Good, she remembered the name!
……

The capital of Dongling Kingdom.

"Sister Yu, I heard that Bei Mingwu has been missing for more than half a month, and the days of her marriage to the prince are over." Mu Yiyi looked at Yu Furong opposite and said with a smile.

That little bitch had better die outside.

Thinking of the last time she slapped her, she wanted to peel her skin.

Yu Furong smiled slightly, "Yeah, it seems that this time she is in danger. I heard that the old general Beiming has been sending people to look for her, but there is no news so far."

Thinking of Bei Mingwu's death, she felt all kinds of joy in her heart!
If she is allowed to continue to live, she will not be able to steal the limelight by then.

"Sister Yu, the emperor's birthday will be in a while, will the prince propose to marry you on the emperor's birthday?" Mu Yiyi asked with a smile.

Thinking of Di Chenfei's promise to her last night, Yu Furong put on a pleasant smile on her exquisite face, and raised her lips proudly, "I will soon become the princess!"

Although she likes King Mark in her heart.

But King Mark didn't allow women to get close at all. If it was serious, he would die, and if it was light, he would be crippled.

Instead, she might as well become a princess.

When Di Chenfei ascends the throne in the future, she will be the most honorable empress of Dongling Kingdom!
(End of this chapter)

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