A Journey Through Abilities: The Demon-Controlling Princess

Chapter 270 If we meet in the future and we don't know each other (1)

[34] If we meet in the future and don't know each other
"Nuannuan——" Qisha rushed to the edge of the cliff and called again, but there was no response except for the whistling wind in his ears.

The rationality that was originally withdrawn because of the warmth gradually disappeared in the darkness, and something seemed to break through the shackles. Because of the suppression, it became more wanton after it was released.

The murderous intent flowed in his chest, wanting to let off steam blatantly, wanting to pay homage with blood.

The moment he turned around, there was no emotion in his eyes, only darkness remained, entwined with strands of killing intent.

With just that one stop, just that one glance, the people around couldn't help but gasped, and couldn't help but slowly backed up a few steps.

He was obviously just a teenager, but it made people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

So in a fight, no matter the enemy or us, he would kill anyone he met, blood splashed in front of his eyes, and a strong smell of blood lingered in his nose, he couldn't remember anything but killing.

Kill, kill desperately.

Is it the killing intent that was deliberately provoked, or it is escaping, or it is venting.

His body also felt the pain of being pierced, but he didn't care about it at all, his blue hair was flying in the crowd, his clothes were rolling, and wherever he went, there was a sprinkling of coquettish blood.

It is better to have a sword without a sword in your hand.

There are so many people in the rivers and lakes, but they are no more than a young man.

When many people died, they couldn't help regretting in their hearts, they really shouldn't have messed with people in that place.

There were fallen people all around, the white clothes turned into red clothes, even the silver mask was covered with blood, Qi Sha stood there with a kind of coquettish charm.

Those accompanying men in white couldn't bear to sigh, it turns out that killing can be so beautiful.

But when Qisha's cold eyes looked at them, those people couldn't help but turned around and started to run away. At this time, the young master is simply killing gods when meeting gods, and killing Buddhas when meeting Buddhas, let alone them.

But after walking a few steps, Qi Kill caught up with them. He seemed to be walking very slowly, but they just couldn't escape his grasp.

As he approached step by step, those people couldn't help saying: "Young master, everything is the master's will."

But Qisha couldn't hear it, and couldn't hear anything.

He just craves blood now.

"Young master." There was already despair in the cry.

Qi Kill shot without hesitation, but was restrained by a white shadow.

(End of this chapter)