The body under the fingertips trembled very significantly, but at this time everyone thought that this tremor was just the cause of Feng Qingcheng's finger force, so they didn't take it to heart.

A meaningful smile appeared in the depths of Mu Chenxiao's ink, and the little old man who was stopped beside him shrank his neck, as if he couldn't bear to look at it anymore and narrowed his eyes and turned his head away.

Just as soon as he stopped going, Mu Chenxiao held the paper fan in his hand and twisted his head over.

Bent over and whispered, Mu Chenxiao's voice had an irresistible intimidation and domineering attitude: "This is a learning opportunity that is difficult to intersect for thousands of years, and maybe it may not be necessary for you to use some in the future."

The old man responded embarrassedly, turned his head unwillingly, and looked awkwardly as Feng Qingcheng's fingertips sharply cut a blood mark on the man's heart.

"We must also make this second step according to law, cut a small mouth from here, and then continue to cut it with a scalpel. At that time, you will see blood slowly flowing into the land under your body along his skin, bright red blood flowing, bloody and beautiful..."

Such a passage of words, as Feng Qingcheng slowly narrated, was like a steel knife, inserted into everyone's hearts, trembling with everyone's souls.

She didn't have the charitable heart of a woman on earth. Her evil eyes, evil lips, and sharp fingertips fell into their hearts word by word.

Cai **** couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

"Girl... If this person continues to do this, will he still be alive?"

Everyone's nerves were tight, and they looked at Feng Qingcheng burningly, which was also the question in their hearts.

Is this killing or saving someone?

If this sword continues, who can stand such a thing?

Besides, if I did this, I’m afraid this person would have shown signs of saving him. If these few stabs continue, my life would have been explained long ago.

Feng Qingcheng looked at Cai **** with a smile on his face, and replied very seriously: "I'm afraid I'll be dead at that time..."

"Then you still do this?"

"So we usually take the second method..." Feng Qingcheng's palm suddenly clenched into a fist, and his smile was cold.

"Girl, what are you going to do?" Cai ****'s face changed. Why did she have a bad premonition?

Feng Qingcheng didn't explain, and suddenly punched the man on the ground with a fierce punch.

After being hit hard, the person on the ground suddenly screamed, curled up in pain, curled up in pain, covered his heart and mouth with his hands, and kept wailing.

The man's sudden wail scared everyone and took a step back without realizing it, but then he recovered and looked at Feng Qingcheng incredible.

Feng Qingcheng suddenly stood up and stood up, and his toes suddenly stepped on the man's heart, and he smiled coldly: "It seems that although I woke you up, I am afraid I will hurt you... In fact, I still have a certain way to treat your internal injuries... Should we try it?"
Chapter completed!