The Xiying Knife was almost as fast as lightning. Every time I beckoned him, I forced me back with extremely fierce and fierce moves.

Suddenly, the master's wrist trembled, and my body was also shocked!

The four-style blood and beautiful shadow of the dragon! The master finally used a killing move! As fast as the wind, I pulled up three sword flowers in the air, and then suddenly spit out a letter like a poisonous snake in the three apertures of virtual and real!

In the flash, the poster actually caught me empty-handed!

Such slender and pale fingers made me silent in an instant. What kind of technique is that?

What an incredible power that is!

I walked through his palm and then my fingers were firmly fixed in an instant.

Just when I couldn't move, the Xiying Knife came up from bottom, like lifting up the bride's veil under the red candle, piercing into the master's chest obliquely, and gently lifting it out with blood beads-

I screamed in disbelief: "Master!Master!"

"Hiss--" After the sword wind, I heard the master snorting in depression, and then, I felt her hand tremble, and blood surged to me like a waterfall!

The master covered his chest and staggered back, and finally lost his strength and fell to one knee.

I supported her hard so that she would not fall down, but after seeing the fatal slash in her chest, I suddenly lost my strength and fell to the ground! Losing support, my body became weak, and the master fell on the ground in the secret room and could no longer stand up.

"Why?

A Jing...why do you betray me!"

Covering the blood gushing out of his heart with his hands, the poster looked at the dying master on the ground incredibly. The sorrow and despair in his eyes made me unable to bear to look at him, "Why do you even betray me!"

I think he was too serious, so serious that he had forgotten that he had said clearly to the woman in front of him that if she had the ability to kill him, he would be bequeath all of his.

"Then... is that... betrayal?"

The dying master answered with difficulty, but could no longer continue. The few slaps he had saved himself while dying had mercilessly cut off the blood in her chest.

“Do you know?

Ajing, I thought...ahem, there is at least one thing in this world that can be believed..." The poster's anger calmed down in the shortest time, replaced by a faint bitter smile, a bitter smile that accepted his fate.

He coughed, his eyes becoming more bleak.

However, what he coughed up was all black blood foam—

Yes, I knew clearly that I stabbed him.

The sudden and inadvertent sword that the master just now pierced his heart, causing the complete collapse of the chronic disease in his body!

The poster walked over slowly with difficulty and gently picked up the master from the ground.

She was powerless to resist, and her head gently fell on his chest, unable to say a word.

He lowered his head, then looked at her like this, looking at his own shadow reflected in her dead gray eyes, and sighed with a wry smile: "I originally wanted to trust you... But it was you who came to assassinate me! You said, what else can be believed in this world?"

"I...I wanted to believe you too!"

As he struggled, the master sneered coldly with all his strength and looked at him sarcastically, "But you... but you are still acting to me now! Xiao Yiqing... Xiao Yiqing... How can you believe you after you did such a thing?"

I felt my master's heartbeat gradually weakening, and I gradually became desperate.

However, I looked at the Xiyingdao beside me and found that it was also looking at me in despair. I suddenly realized that the poster must be in danger at this moment.

“What did I do?

Did you actually let you kill me like this and then quickly?"

The poster asked in surprise, and finally couldn't see the red blood flowing from the corner of the owner's mouth. He took off the scarf on his wrist and gently wiped it off. There was unspeakable pain and confusion in his eyes.

As soon as his hand was put down from his heart, the blood from there poured out like a fountain, and every drop seemed to take away a part of his life.

"You... why... why did you... send someone to cut off Mingyan's feet?

!It's so cruel... Xiao Yiqing, so cruel! I said, I don't allow you to treat her like this!"

The master's eyes emitted all the light, and he shouted in pain, "I really want to get rid of the roots?"

I won’t let a child go!…I…I said…you are not allowed...you are not allowed to touch her!”

Ask a question and try to take a breath so that she can persist without fainting.

"What?

!”

The poster's pale face became even paler, as if he was hit by someone as a chest.

He spitted out a mouthful of blood, then supported it, and argued in surprise: "I...I don't know...I didn't send anyone to do this!"

“Ha… lying.”

The master smiled coldly, but the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. I felt her holding my hand slowly loosening.

Don’t die! Master, don’t let me go! You must know that once you let go of your hands, we will never see you again!

Am I really ominous?

"I don't... really don't!"

The poster answered weakly with some anger, but his body no longer had the power to support him, so he had to hold the dying master and sit down leaning against the wall.

Even though he was sitting in the martial arts world, he was so helpless at this moment. He looked at the woman who was gradually dying in his arms and suddenly vomited a gentle word from his blood-colored lips: "I love you so much, how could I lie to you...?"

"Lying...you lying..." The master repeated the sentence stubbornly, but his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"No...I haven't!"

The poster also retorted stubbornly, and his expression gradually became dull.

Blood kept pouring out of their bodies and gradually gathered into one place, dyeing the ground red.

"Owner! Miss Jing! You..." Half an hour later, the subordinates who came to attend the secret room meeting on time screamed, trying to carry the two people in power covered in blood to seek medical treatment.

However, the sane and sober owner stopped them faintly: "Don't move! It's useless... Go, bring Mingyan over, I... I want to ask her... Cough cough... hurry..."

"Hehe..." The little girl who lost her feet was carried over by the warriors. However, when she saw the two people covered in blood in the secret room, she suddenly laughed strangely, her eyes shining with excitement and gloating after the prank was successful: "Hehehe..."

"Did you... do it yourself?"

Seeing the light in the child's eyes, Xiao Yiqing suddenly thought of something and asked incrediblely, "It's you?

!”

"If you kill my parents, you will all die!"

Mingyan smiled strangely, then looked at the unconscious master, with a vicious mockery in his eyes, "The murderer! He actually called me 'sister'! What else did he say to make me live happily in full and happy... stupid! Don't you know that since you killed my family, I can't be "happy" at all?

"What's the point of chopping off one of your feet?

As long as she can believe that it is your hand, I am willing to cut off my head!

"In any case, I can't be happy if I can't see you two die!"

I suddenly shuddered - her eyes were exactly the same as the master fourteen years ago! Such a young child had such a cruel heart! It was impossible for ordinary teenagers to be able to make up for themselves and to cut off their feet with their own hands.

What awesome child... a child nurtured by hatred!

"brush!"

The subordinates around them all drew their swords and pointed them at the child.

"Stop... Stop..." The owner, who was faintly in a trance due to excessive bleeding, stopped his subordinates, smiled bitterly, nodded slightly to the twelve-year-old child, and said, "Very good... you defeated me... Then, after I die, I will give you all my things... how?"

The child had already closed his eyes and waited for death, but suddenly opened it in surprise and looked at the legendary figure in the martial arts world with his precocious and tough eyes, a little surprised and suspicious.

"What?

Owner, if she kills you and Miss Jing, how can we take her as the mainstay!”

"She is the murderer!"

"Kill her and avenge the poster!"

The subordinates around him were in a hurry and they started to shout.

"Who...who dares not obey my orders?

! If you object, kill without mercy!"

After taking a strong breath and prolonging his awakening for a moment, the poster looked at his subordinates sternly, then smiled bitterly and coughed slightly.

"You...you are all wrong...it wasn't her killing...we were destroyed by distrust and suspicion between each other...ah ahem, she...she just took advantage of this...

"The real mistake... is that we two can't blame anyone...

"This little guy... is a talent... is amazing, really amazing... Cough cough, I have said a long time ago that whoever can defeat me will give him everything I have. Please respect my promise... I, Xiao, have been trying to do it all my life... mercilessly... Cough cough, but... I will never do shameless and unbelief!

"Third brother, do you... do you understand?"

Nan Chu, the third floor owner who took the lead, was stunned for a moment. Finally, he stopped saying anything, but just nodded in tears.

After all this was explained, he no longer cared about his subordinates and the girl's stupid appearance. He turned around and whispered to his master who was on his dying moment: "Did you see it?"

A Jing... It's not me, it's not me! This child is so amazing, ahem... we've all been cheated..."

"Lying...Lying..." However, in a coma, the master just murmured and repeated the sentence.
To be continued...