Chapter 237： Kill (1/2)
”Good!” Su Qingdie cheered, fluttered to Su Ru, and patted her shoulder vigorously: ”Good kill!”
Su Ru softened and fell down.
Su Qingdie hugged her and smiled, ”Is it the first time to kill?”
Su Ruyu's face turned pale, and frowned, ”He finally slaughtered him!”
Chu Li floated to her, patted her on the back, and smiled: ”I thought you had to torture it and kill him again.”
A warm breath injected into her body, alleviating her weakness.
”I'm too lazy to torture him, die early and return to heaven!” Su Ru glared at Feng Shaohua's corpse with a resentful heart, as if there was a layer of invisible **** broken and his complete freedom.
Chu Li Road said: ”Cut off his head and go back to worship the fellow Xueyuexuan!”
”To cut your head?” Su Ru's face changed slightly.
She knew that Chu Li had this habit, and killed the head and cut off the head.
She dare to kill now, but cutting her head and killing are two different things, she still can't do it.
Chu Li glanced at Su Qingdie, and Su Qingdie waved her hands.
Chu Li smiled: ”Only I can come.”
With a long sword on his waist and a white light flashing, Feng Shaohua's head left his neck, but no blood flowed out.
The internal force of the Tai Yin Jue attached to the blade is from ice to cold, which instantly seals the blood.
Chu Li entered the house and found a box, and then pouted inward.
Su Qingdie and Su Ru entered the room, and saw a girl lying on the bed, her face was scratched, she was not wearing clothes, and covered with whip marks, piece by piece, purple and brutal, she was out of breath.
”This animal!” Su Qingdie reprimanded, ”He died so fast, it was too cheap for him!”
”Brother!” Suddenly there was a stop drinking.
Su Qingdie and Su Ru got out of the house and saw a burly young man squatting beside Feng Shaohua's headless body. Yingwu's face was full of anger, like a tiger squatting there, and he would jump at any time.
Chu Li looked at him with a box.
”Feng Shaorong!” Su Qingdie's face changed greatly.
She did not expect that it was him who rang the arrow to greet him, a congenital perfect master. The master who stepped into the sky in half a step!
”Su Qingdie!” Feng Shaorong looked up and stared at Su Qingdie coldly: ”It's you!”
Su Qingdie cried bitterly, humming, ”Feng Shaorong, aren't you retreating? Did you realize the way of heaven and man being one?”
”Don't worry about it!” Feng Shaorong pointed at the body of his brother: ”Three of you, do it!”
”Huh, a big tone!” Su Qingdie sneered: ”You think you are really a master of heaven and earth. You also committed suicide, ridiculous!”
”I do, it's not so easy for you to die!” Feng Shaorong said coldly: ”Don't let them howl for nine days and nine nights, begging me to end you, I will not be Feng!”
Chu Li sighed.
It's true that people don't look. They are pretty, but almost like Feng Shaohua, they are cruel people.
”The surname Feng, you are congenital and you cannot participate in the disputes of the younger generation. You will not forget this rule!” Su Qingdie whispered Su Ru secretly, signaled her to go first, and blocked herself.
Su Ru shakes her head.
”Kill you and retreat!” Feng Shaorong sneered: ”Does anyone know what I'm moving?”
”Dirty and shameless!” Su Qingdie skimmed her red lips and gave Su Ru an angry look.
”You can't escape one of them!” Feng Shaorong saw her eyebrows flutter, and said lightly, ”Let's go together!”
Chu Li turned around and said, ”Du Qiu. Do you want to try?”
”I'm not an opponent, but you come!” Su Ru said.
Su Qingdie said, ”I'm coming!”
She did not wait for Chu Li to speak, and rushed towards Feng Shaorong, and the sword stabbed a string of sword flowers, like a plum blossom scattered to Feng Shaorong.
Feng Shaorong shrugged and said, ”Su Qingdie, you haven't grown at all!”
His long sword turned into an electric light and hit the sword.
”Ding ...” The long sword swung open, the long knife rushed in, and the tip of the knife hit her brows instantly.
As an innate consummate master, and his innate vitality, he gained the first opportunity with one stroke.
Su Qingdie slipped at her feet. Turning around to avoid, the sword took off its strength, and stabbed it from a strange angle, forcing Feng Shaorong to win.
Feng Shaorong stood across his chest with a knife.
”Ding ...” The sword was bounced again.