The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 1222 Who still wants this sword, come and get it
The man in Tsing Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and his face softened a little. He thought that this man would just stop there, and didn't dare to kill Shao Xiaotong.

Unexpectedly, a look of disdain flashed in the young man's eyes. He looked at Shao Xiaotong's arrogant appearance, and said in a flat tone, "However, in the eyes of my son, Baiyunmen is just rubbish, and so is she."

The smile on the corner of Shao Xiaotong's lips froze, and his pupils stared at the sword light in horror.

Perhaps that sword, in the eyes of outsiders, is just an ordinary sword.

But in Qiu Shui'er's eyes, that sword was enough to shake her heart and pierce her soul.

The head rolled over, blood spattered all over the ground.

After spraying Qiushui all over her body, even her delicate face was splashed with blood.

Everyone was shocked, looking at the figure in white.

Shao Xiaotong is still dead.

Died at the hands of the boy.

At this moment, no one wants that sword anymore, because they dare not, they are afraid.

The man in Tsing Yi staggered back, looking at the large expanse of blood red on the ground, with a look of sadness in his eyes, she was still dead...

Qiu Shui'er was so frightened that she was at a loss, wiped the blood from her face, ran behind the man in Tsing Yi, held his sleeve tightly, and said with a trembling voice, "Master, I'm afraid..."

The man in Tsing Yi looked at the ferocious head on the ground, clenched his hands into fists, and his body trembled slightly.

It was because he failed to protect her well, what would he do if the Suzerain pursued her.

"If you say you will die, you will die. How did this girl provoke this man?"

"I heard that in the tavern just now, the dead man touched his sword, maybe it was because of this reason?"

"Just because of this sword? This sword, hiss...it really looks like a good sword. No wonder, this person would kill her. If it were me, I would be reluctant to let others touch my beloved sword. I deserve it. "

"But, she is a disciple of Baiyunmen, this kid is going to die."

"With this sword, this person's history may be better than that of Baiyunmen?"

"Baiyunmen should be just a small sect, right?"

……

On the street, more and more passers-by came to watch, and the voices of discussion and suspicion continued.

His lazy and deep black eyes swept around, the tip of the sword fell to the ground, and the blood remaining on the sword fell to the ground along the lines of the sword.

In an instant, there was no blood on the sword, as if the boy had never killed anyone with a sword.

The boy's voice was bloodthirsty and cold, spreading all around: "Who still wants this sword, come and get it."

Now that the young man speaks out, who dares to come and take it, unless it is because he does not want to live.

The man in Tsing Yi took a deep breath, looked at the boy with bloodshot eyes, and said angrily, "Don't go too far!"

"Excessive?"

The corners of Luo Qingxie's lips twitched slightly: "If you know what I have done, you will know, it's not too much."

Everyone was startled, could it be that this person is still a big shot?

It's just a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, if he really has any skills, how could they not know him.

"Does this person really think he is Luo Qing?"

"Tsk, Lord Luo is the number one person in Xuanyi Continent now, and even if he is dressed in white and looks handsome, he can't be Lord Luo."

"That's right. Not long ago, I saw a person pretending to be Master Luo, but I was kicked out by the people of Fengyun Auction. It's really embarrassing."

"I don't know what to do."

……

The sword condensed in the man's hand disappeared. He looked at the young man in white angrily, and grabbed Qiu Shui'er's sleeve behind him: "Boy, don't think that I will let you go, Baiyunmen will not let you go!"

(End of this chapter)