C9 (1/2)

”Murder, save me …”

On the wide deck, a wet woman was lying on the ground. She hugged the man tightly, while her body was still trembling. The black tight suit man's calves were pinched by the woman's long nails, causing him to be sent flying with a frown.

”Miss Ji, everything is fine now. You should let go first.” ”Shao Feng's character is not that good. If you don't let him go, I'm afraid he will kick you down the river again.”

With a teasing smile, a gentle voice exploded in his ears like thunder.

An Su seemed to have been strangled by someone. Her entire body collapsed in an instant. Hatred surged in her eyes, and killing intent flashed in her eyes. How could she forget about that voice?

It was him! It was Xiao Ye!

Shao Feng was one of them.

And the person who had killed her had saved her on the first day of her rebirth?

How ridiculous?

But she could neither laugh nor cry.

Three months had already passed, but to her, her death was only yesterday.

That dark stormy night, the desolate and desolate temple with its overgrown weeds, the two angry, badly damaged arhat statues, the three strangers, the cold, bloody knife, the two iron hammers covered in blood, the peeled skin on her face, and her pair of bloody legs. Also, the cold questioning voice of that woman and the news she brought about the extermination of her entire clan!

Xiao Ye!

Her hatred for him was higher than the heavens and deeper than the seas, so how could she forget his voice?

Seeing that Xiao Ye opened his mouth and the woman not only didn't let go, but even tightened her grip, Shao Feng couldn't help but say angrily: ”Hurry and let go, do you really want me to throw you down to the fishes?”

The cold voice finally pulled An Su back from her thoughts. She let go of him, lying on the ground and clenching her hands tightly until they were bleeding. She resisted the urge to interrogate him, suppressing her hatred and the impulse to kill him.

There were still people within the cruise liner, but their depths were unknown.

She couldn't kill her here. Not only would she not get her revenge, she would even put herself in prison.

But she couldn't face it in peace.

An Su bit her lips. The next moment, she suddenly shouted angrily, ”Who are you? How dare you be so rude to me? Do you know who I am?” She stood up and before she could turn around, the whip in his hand had already left his hand and flew towards the direction of the sound.

Drops of wet hair fell over her cold eyes.

Through the gaps in her hair, she could clearly see the man standing against the wind, his jade crown tied around his hair, his embroidered robes burning fiercely. After he had taken off his armor, his cold killing intent had been completely retracted, his handsome face was light and smiling, and his aura was much heavier than before. His expression did not change, nor did he avoid it; just as the long whip was about to land on him, a shadow flashed by, and the other end of the whip was savagely grabbed in the air by a large hand.