Chapter 16 (2/2)

They must be dazzled. Ah Hu was definitely not killed by this rubbish. How could this rubbish be so powerful after being bullied by them for so long?

If she is so powerful, how can she be bullied by them for so many years?

The two servants kept shaking their heads. They couldn't believe what they saw. Their bodies were shaking uncontrollably. Their saliva seemed to start to overflow. They kept swallowing.

Feng Yu's murderous eyes stare at Wang Er and Zhao Dali. Her lips are red and she smiles. She shakes her hand and her soul is broken.

At this time, the broken soul, like an invisible object, perfectly fits on Fengyu's slender fingers, just like her own fingers, without any trace.

This is the mystery of space Xuanshi. It has the function of invisibility or discoloration. You can change it into different colors according to Fengyu's mood.

Moreover, it can be soft or hard. When it's hard, it cuts iron like mud and steel. When it's soft, it's like silk satin. It's soft even when it's around the fingers.

Therefore, Fengyu doesn't feel uncomfortable wearing it on her fingers. She can't even notice that she has something with her. Since she came out of the ghost last night, Fengyu decided to wear the ghost on her hands during the day in addition to practicing martial arts at night. In this way, she has more capital.

Just now, when the servant named AHU went to swing her with a stick, her hands easily passed through his body, and he was torn in two with a slight pull. If she had not broken her soul, her current strength would not have been able to do it.

She approached the trembling Wang Er and Zhao Dali step by step, like a bloodthirsty devil.

Wang Er and Zhao Dali want to run away, but when they reach AHU's bloody body not far away, their legs are so soft that they can't stand up. They can only watch the girl approaching with fear.

Feng Yu's eyes were cold, and she took her hand directly in their fear eyes. Wang Er didn't even have time to scream, so his head fell to the ground and rolled slowly like a ball.

A big stream of blood spurted out, and all of it came to Zhao Dali's face. Zhao Dali seemed to forget to breathe in fear. His legs trembled, and a stream of sultry liquid came out of his crotch. He was scared to pee his pants.

Feng Yu frowned and looked at him. Sen Leng's eyes narrowed and his bloodthirsty voice coolly said, ”I knew you were so brave, I would have killed you first.”