Chapter 417 : Despicable Thief, Why Don’t You Just Kill Me?! (1/2)

Chapter 417 : Despicable Thief, Why Don’t You Just Kill Me?!

His jade-white middle finger was currently resting on her forehead. His voice gently traveled into her ear, “Ning Xuemo, this Master isn’t patient. Since you’re not willing to say, then this Master will have to figure it out myself.”

His finger was slightly cold, as if an electric current was running through it and into her head.

Ning Xuemo felt something pop inside her head. All of her memories that had to do with Xue Yilan were pulled out and played over and over in her head.

A moment later, Han Shanyue pulled back and removed the Fixed Body Art that he had cast on Ning Xuemo’s body.

Han Shanyue’s complexion was not too good. His voice was slightly cold as he said, “It turns out that disastrous person was freed by you. You really are great at attracting trouble. If this master knew it earlier, this master…” His words were suddenly stopped because Ning Xuemo had tackled his entire body!

With a flash, she pounced directly towards his chest!

Han Shanyue did not anticipate that she would suddenly try to kill him. His body tilted to the side and avoided the knife she was holding. One hand grabbed onto her wrist as he asked, “Are you going crazy?”

Ning Xuemo did not say another word. Her other hand went for his forehead. “Disgraceful thing! Why don’t you go die?!”

Han Shanyue captured her other wrist as well.

The differences in martial art skills between the two were too big.

Ning Xuemo’s martial arts were simply not on the same level as his. Instantly, her body was rendered immobile by him again.

“Ning Xuemo, what are you doing?” Han Shanyue wrinkled his eyebrows as he said.

He did not understand why she wanted to kill him so much.

Ning Xuemo was so angry that her entire body was trembling.

Even though her body could not move, her eyes still carried a murderous intent as she glared at him. “You despicable thief, why don’t you just kill me now!”

He actually did not ask for her permission and directly looked at her memories. He did not care in the slightest about her privacy!

What did he think she was? An empty vessel?