Chapter 586
Less than half a quarter of an hour later, Xue Wushuang entered Yiren Pavilion through the back door.

When he came outside the room, Songyin and Xue Wushuang roughly talked about the situation in the room. Xue Wushuang rubbed his forehead and raised his hand to signal Songyin to step down.

Xue Wushuang directly pushed the door and walked in, Lian Qiao's gaze was right on her.

"Master." Lianqiao shouted, Fusang's body froze when he heard Lianqiao's words, and his tears stopped.

Prince Jian stood there motionless, while his eyes sized Xue Wushuang unscrupulously.

This woman...is really beautiful.

Xue Wushuang glanced at Lord Jian, held two silver needles between his fingers, flicked them lightly, and the silver needles flew directly into Lord Jian's eyes.

At this moment, Prince Jian was in pain, excruciating pain, but he couldn't move his body, even if he wanted to yell a few times, it became very difficult.

"Uh, uh, uh!" Prince Jian opened his mouth and yelled a few times, but he didn't say a single word that could be heard clearly.

One after another bloodstains flowed from Prince Jian's eyes, which was terrifying.

Xue Wushuang didn't look over there, but came to Lianqiao and Fusang, and raised her hand to Lianqiao.

Lianqiao let go of Fusang, and Fusang and Lianqiao got up slowly.

Xue Wushuang picked up the long sword on the ground and put it in Fusang's hand, "If you don't do it, I will do it for you. I have missed the opportunity to kill this scum a few years ago, and I will not be soft this time. .”

Holding the long sword, Fusang replied to Xue Wushuang, "Yes."

Lord Jian lost his eyes, even if Forsythia came over, he could only hear it with his ears.

It's just that he can't make a sound now, so he can only stand there and worry.

When Fusang came to him, he raised his long sword and pointed directly at Lord Jian's heart.

Xue Wushuang kept staring at Fusang, seeing that Fusang's movements were still frozen, she stepped forward, grabbed Fusang's hand and passed it forward.

The long sword directly pierced his heart, and blood flowed out from the wound.

Xue Wushuang felt the coldness and trembling of Fusang's hands, so she didn't continue to hold her hand, but turned around and took out a bag of small bottles, and finally mixed it into one of the bottles.

"Fusang." Xue Wushuang called softly after finishing the bottle.

"Kangdang" the long sword in Fusang's hand fell to the ground again, she pursed her lips, and said weakly to Xue Wushuang, "Master, come here."

Xue Wushuang was also silent for a while, and then glanced at Lianqiao, Lianqiao stepped forward to pick up the long sword, pulled Fusang aside and stood there.

At this time, Xue Wushuang took the bottle and walked up to Lord Jian, and said to him in a cold voice, "You have done so many unconscionable things, the sky should accept you."

If you were in my time, you would have ceased to exist.

Since this northern barbarian can't cure you, I don't mind helping them.

When Lord Jian heard what Xue Wushuang said, his whole body trembled. For some reason, when he saw a woman pressed just now, he felt that she was very soft and beautiful.

But when he spoke, he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, that is, a chill came up from the bottom of his feet.

Maybe some people just become peaceful and harmless at a certain point.

But when she encounters things or meets certain people, the evil spirit hidden in her heart will arise spontaneously.

With a smile, Xue Wushuang poured the bottle that had been dyed black in his hand on Prince Jian's body, and suddenly there was a "Zi la la" sound, which was creepy.

(End of this chapter)

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